mas·ter·piece/ˈmastərˌpēs/ :noun
- A work of outstanding artistry, skill, or workmanship.
- An artist's or craftsman's best piece of work.
Think of an art museum... there are so many different pieces of artwork displayed. Different people prefer some pieces to others. Some are more plain, some are more exotic, but they are all beautiful in their own way. No two famous masterpieces are alike.
Doesn't that sound like I'm describing people, not artwork?
You are artwork, created by God. And we are all outstanding pieces of work. Each of us is his best creation, and we are all unique. The only difference is that the creation that is you is constantly changing, improving. It will never be complete because it is always becoming better.
There are times we all feel unimportant.
There are times we feel we've nothing there to give.
That our lives are like the waves upon the ocean,
Tossing to and fro, no compass from within.
But our Lord, our Father,
We are the clay, He is the Potter.
We are the work of His hands.
We are clay in His hands,
Centered on the wheel,
And as the wheel spins, the Potter molds,
Creating something beautiful.
We are clay in His hands,
And all we can become is shaped by the Master.
That's where his finest work is done.
At times along the way they'll be refining.
As flaws appear that weaken from within,
If we are pliable and trust in the Master's hands,
They can disappear as though they'd never been.
Because out Lord, our Father,
We are the clay, he is the Potter.
We are the work of His hands.
We are clay in His hands,
Centered on the wheel,
And as the wheel spins, the Potter molds,
Creating something beautiful.
We are clay in His hands,
And all we can become is shaped by the Master.
That's where his finest work is done.
Holding strong even through fire,
All our strength it will require.
But as God's vessel we emerge
And lasting beauty will endure.
We are clay in His hands,
Centered on the wheel,
And as the wheel spins, the Potter molds,
Creating something beautiful.
We are clay in His hands,
And all we can become is shaped by the Master.
That's where his finest work is done.
We are clay in His hands,
We are clay in His hands,
We are clay in His hands.
Clay in His Hands - Jenny Jordan Frogley
"You are a child of God, His crowning creation." -Gordon B. Hinckley
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