The potter shapes the clay,
Just as you Lord, shape me.
Everyone has a purpose
Or so it is told.
But what is my purpose Lord?
I am still being shaped
Into what you have planned for me.
Before it is set in stone,
There is a practice piece.
My experiences and decisions
Are helping to form me.
All these disappointments ,
Are helping to make me stronger
All the loss,
Is helping to make me caring
All of your tests,
Are making me stronger in my faith.
Until my life is set in stone,
I will continue to be formed
By you, Lord.