By Chaplain Cliff Danley © 2005

Pain is still what wakes me up
And pain puts me to sleep
But I am closer to His love
It’s felt beneath my weeps

Such a mess all alone here
That’s really how I feel
Shapeless, wet, and undefined
On the Potter’s wheel

No features form or reflection yet
Just soft from tears and waiting
For His loving hands to mold and shape me
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