Evening: Psalms 119:121-144; John 6:27-40
I
am awed by the idea that we are like clay vessels shaped by hands of a
potter. I am astounded that there is in us a powerful life energy set
free by the Spirit who gives life to these clay pots of ours. We are
formed of earth and we return to the earth, but in the meantime, we are
remarkable, aren’t we? I am grateful that the potter offers to sustain
and feed our souls in this ‘meantime’ with the bread of life. A feast if
ever there was!
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