The Clay and the Potter
His Word came to him,
To the potter’s house he was asked to go,
At the potter’s house
the message would be delivered,
The Father would speak to him.
The potter’s fingers worked assiduously,
He made and remade,
Until he was satisfied,
The clay and the water stood by,
The Father gave him
a message for His people,
He was displeased with them,
And He needed them to know.
Learning His ways was paramount,
Understanding His thoughts was crucial,
The art of learning,
Fundamental to our ascent,
The art of learning,
His ways are our blueprints.
June 24, 2022.
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