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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