This poem tells of clay being molded and shaped by the Potters hand.  I have felt His work in the forming and I have felt the heat of the fire applied to make me strong; and it is not always a pleasant feeling. I trust Him and I trust I will be made a vessel better to serve Him.

The Fire Touched Life

The fiery touch of Heaven upon a life,
Strengthens and conditions for service for Christ
Clay is formed; molded and shaped,
Into the vessel the potter desire to make.
When a flaw is evident it is started anew.
The same clay reformed is made a masterpiece into.
After its forming, it is placed into the fiery furnace,
So it will strengthen to endure at later service.
Love is at work within you. His work is intricate, sure and precise.
His full attention is in the formation of your life,
He has great plans for you, which only He is able to see.
It is a life of purpose, that brings profit for eternity,
So remember in yourself and others; the process is slow.
However there is great progress in the fire-touched soul.
The Holy Spirit never tires of His work inside,
So the outside like diamonds shine; proving Jesus within abides.

Isaiah 64:8
But now, O Lord, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter;
and we all are the work of thy hand

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