Brewed Thoughts · Poetry/Short Stories

Brewed Thoughts – Isaiah 64:8

Isaiah 64:8 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. The Potter makes whatever he pleases of his clay The Potter makes it perfect for his pleasure The Potter chooses how to use what he makes The Potter…… Continue reading Brewed Thoughts – Isaiah 64:8