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
I thank You that You are the potter. You know the plans You have for me. I ask that You would work in my heart so that I would be malleable to Your purposes for my life. Mold me and make me after Your will. Give me a desire to be yielded and still and wait patiently for You to work in my life.
I praise You for Your sovereign control over this world, and over me. I thank You that I am the work of Your hand. I ask that You would change me to make me more like Jesus, and that others would see You in me.
For Your glory I ask it,