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They were like putty
In his hands, transfixed
Watching intently,
The movement of his hands,
Manipulating, molding, changing,
Rechanging the shape
The modeling clay in his hands
Telling the story of God’s love
The patient potter, forgiving,
Renewing, reclaiming, reshaping
Each of us, never hardening the forms
In permanent shapes
Hoping, offering, waiting
For the vessel to take final shape
Pleasing to the potter


September 9, 2007 16:12
Based on Jeremiah 18:1-11 and
the children’s sermon
by the Reverend Peter Hey,
Wesley United Methodist Church,
Concord, NH 09/09/07

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