8.30.16

When we’re on the potter’s wheel He’s shaping and molding us to perfection.  Then he sets us out in the air to dry and He picks us up again, sprinkles us with water so He can continue to mold and shape us.

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8.29.16

Lord, I am utterly destroyed and in despair, but not such as in the former days when I turned from Your presence and blocked my ears from Your rebuke.  Now it is as though my entire body is in rebellion against you, though I try to feed it Truth and Justice.  My mind is clear and I recognize that as the blessing of the Holy Spirit, but my body has regressed to the time when darkness covered my eyes and heart; when nothing but escape from this world brought peace or joy to my soul. Continue reading