I'm a piece of work, a lot of days.
Maybe I'm more like an area roped off with yellow tape filled with workers in hazmat suits... that's a project.
I wish I were the Sistine Chapel... I know it's not finished, but at least it's beautiful.
It's more likely that I'm a particularly tough piece of clay... Isaiah 64:8
But now, O LORD,you are our Father;
we are the clay, and you are our potter;
we are all the work of your hand.
While I have aspirations of becoming a beautiful vessel worthy of fine flowers and prime placement, I'm feelin' like an ashtray. Like a 4th grader's art project with some serious defects. *sigh*
You are a beautiful woman of strength, courage and compassion. You are just what that sweet bunch of Danielson's need--the perfect mama and wife. :) Keep up the good work, lady!
ReplyDeleteClara, I am also a piece of work..... We are all works in progress. It is destined by the Lord to be that way until that day we go to be with Him. I love the epitaph on the headstone of Ruth Graham (Billy Graham's wife), "End of construction...... thank you for your patience".
ReplyDeleteI pray that we as brothers and sisters in Christ show each other patience and grace as we continue in our "construction" and "moulding".