We are the clay, and you are the potter.
We all are formed by your hand
(Isaiah 64:8; NLT).
You are the potter,
I, the clay.
You are my life, my truth,
My way;
My flesh, my mind,
My heart, my soul:
You are the One
Who makes me whole.
You are my breath,
My hope, my end:
My Shepherd King;
My steadfast Friend.
You are my crook,
My staff, my rod;
My light, my fire,
My peace: my God.
Yet we are one,
Our love, complete:
I lay my spirit
At your feet.
❤️
God is love,
and all who live in love live in God,
and God lives in them
(1 John 4:16; NLT).
Utterly awesome devotional poem Ruth! This has got to one your best ever! God bless you sister for these blessings you share so faithfully.
I’m speechless, Alan! Thank you so much. Your great kindness is immensely encouraging XXXXXX
Ruth, I love Isaiah 64:8 and this is an absolutely beautiful poetic reflection of it. I know that I will now enjoy the remainder of my evening humming the tune to the hymn “Have Thine own Way” which is also based on this scriptural text.
How wonderful! I’m delighted to have touched a joyful note for you. I pray for you every day. Ma God bless you XXXXXX