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45:9 Woe unto him that striveth with his Maker! a potsherd among the potsherds of the earth! Shall the clay say to him that fashioneth it, What makest thou? or thy work, He hath no hands? Dear child of mine,
There are still some things about yourself that you have not accepted. You view your abilities and assets with harsh and critical eyes and keep a constant record of your "limitations." You murmur and say, "I was made this way, but I should have been made that way!" or "If only I could be like this person or that person!"
Why do you insist on being your own worst enemy? Why do yo question the judgment of the God who made you as you are? Does the clay say to the potter, "What are you doing? How dare you shape me this way?" No, the clay does not give advice to the potter. And neither are you to resist my design for your life.
I, your God and your Creator, have fashioned you for my purposes. Humble your heart. Embrace my way. Give thanks.
Your own, God
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