THE POTTER'S WHEEL
I am the clay
In the Potter's hand.
He makes me whole
That I might stand.
He puts me on
The Potter's Wheel
Those imperfections
From me to peel.
He smooths the problems
As they come
And makes a Total
From this sum.
So if in life
Your flaws reveal
Ask God to put You
On His Potter's Wheel.
And to you
Will come another day
Each step you take
Upon God's Way.
Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
4-19-06
Ms. Caroline
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