Yet you, Lord, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand. Isaiah 64:8
Help me to be willing to be shaped by You Lord. Help me to be like clay beneath Your hands. Help me to be willing to be broken and reformed, if that’s what it takes. Thank You that You never abandon any pot or leave it unfinished, You work on us until we are perfectly as You designed us to be. You have a unique shape and purpose for us all.