“For he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust.” Psalm 103:14
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Here I sit, a pile of dust,
Bending to the potter’s touch.
From inside out I yield,
Fightings within—stilled.
Living water, beget me fusible,
Shape me into a vessel…usable.
May something beautiful churn,
From the wheel’s steady turn.
Remember always that I am just,
A pot created simply of dust.
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I'm Patty, writer of the devotional blog, Beside Quiet Waters. I love writing, reading and taking long walks with my camera. I've been married to my loving husband for 40 years. We have two grown sons, two lovely daughters-in-law, and two amazing grandchildren. I am thankful for a place to share spilled ink, in hopes of encouraging others to find daily hope and inspiration in God's Word.
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