During my 32nd yr of life I temporarily jumped off of the potters wheel. Completely lost without his presence, I crawled back up & surrendered. His work (me) was bruised, tarnished, & worn out. HE kept the foundation and destroyed the rest. He started over, the process was painful, but it was necessary and frankly the only way I would get to see year 33. Ive been chiseled, molded, shaped, and LOVED. Today I begin a new undeserved year of life, which means HE is not finished. God I am yours and you are mine. #grateful
Posted on: Sun, 19 Oct 2014 12:26:14 +0000