CLAY

I enjoyed playing with modeling clay as a child. With sufficient time I could take shapeless material and mold whatever my imagination and childhood skills could conceive. Working with clay is messy and very time consuming. Learning the texture and feel is a significant part of the process. Life is different now. I am no longer the sculptor, now I am the clay. The Master is continually shaping my life and character. My role is simple; I must remain pliable. Father, Creator of All Things, mold me and make me after Your will. Teach me to welcome the texture and feel of Your mighty hand.