There is nothing like being molded and shaped by our Father’s Hand.
He picked me up when I was broken
He gave me hope when I could see no more
He has filled me beyond my wildest dreams
He has given me strength when I was weak
He has comforted me when I was all alone in the darkness
He never stopped loving me even when I was bent out of shape
For our Father’s hand has touched me, caressed me,
and restored me to something of a vessel that
is to be used for His glory and not my own.
I praise God for His gentle and strong hand and allowing me to live again.
Josh L. Vaden says
Man! I’m so glad to know that there is a higher power than man,to know that we are in the Fathers hand Amen!!! LOVE THIS !!!!!!!