All I can do is pray…..maybe so, but my Father in heaven puts a thousand angels to work at the whisper of my voice, and The God of everything puts things in motion that I can not see with my earthly eyes. How will it all work out, I don’t know, but I trust Him, because He brings the good and the bad to shape us into what He wants us to be. Be the clay in the muddy river bank that is pushed around by the water, but when in the hands of the Master potter becomes a beautiful vase that flowers bloom from.
Friday, June 6, 2008
My Sons Hart
All I can do is pray…..maybe so, but my Father in heaven puts a thousand angels to work at the whisper of my voice, and The God of everything puts things in motion that I can not see with my earthly eyes. How will it all work out, I don’t know, but I trust Him, because He brings the good and the bad to shape us into what He wants us to be. Be the clay in the muddy river bank that is pushed around by the water, but when in the hands of the Master potter becomes a beautiful vase that flowers bloom from.
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