IN THE HANDS OF THE POTTER

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 A MARKED DISCOVERY – I HAVE BEEN SECURE IN THE HANDS OF THE POTTER.

“But now, O LORD, You are our Father, We are the clay, and You our potter;

And all of us are the work of Your hand.” Isaiah 64:8

Security, peace, and joy in the major changes of each decade of my life.

Birth – 9:   Survival, love, ABC’s

10-19:       Surviving in a bigger bubble, love & mrriage, Jesus

20-29:       Being wife, mother, home making

30-39:       Joys of teens, sports, family

40-49:       Empty nesting, Bible, Career

50-59:       Turning loose: friends, career, houses

60-69:       Adventure:  jobs, higher education, grand-parenting

70-79:       Walking by faith, illness and pain, God’s faithfulness

80’s:        Writing, climbing stairs, acceptance

Prompt “a marked discovery”  by Michelle Cook  September Writing Prompts

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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2 Responses to IN THE HANDS OF THE POTTER

  1. Faye says:

    In the hands of the potter. this is a wonderful reminder. Even if, because of our own rebellion, the vessel becomes a bit wonky it is never discarded but remodelled. Such are the ways of our God. Out of the ‘down’ times He can make everything turn our for ‘good’. What a life! What a journey!

    • oneta hayes says:

      Hi, Faye, I awake this night while you are. Good to know you are up and reading. I didn’t get all my reading done yesterday. We are always secure while the potter does his work.

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