Prayer Journey — Masterpiece

But now, O LORD, You are our Father, We are the clay, and You our potter; And all of us are the work of Your hand. – Isaiah 64:8

Your hands, your touch, formed me. You placed your fingers on my life and crafted me. You continue to mold me with your gentle, loving touch. Even when I push back with my desires, you continue to press forward, shaping me into who I was designed to be. When the world tries to pull me from your mold, you gently return me to continue your work on me. When I feel like a lump of rejected clay in this world, you elevate me and call me your masterpiece. Help me to remember that I am your creation, not something created by this world. Help me to recall that I am your child. Thank you for your touch on my life.

© 2022, CGThelen

God saw all that He had made, and behold, it was very good. – Genesis 1:31