God is hard at work on me

my heart, my brain, my everything is being broken down so that God can use me. it’s hard, it’s exhausting, it’s all consuming. 

i’m thankful to serve a God that loves me enough to fix me, rather than leaving me to squander his gifts away. these “sprinkles” have spoken volumes to my heart 💜


prayers for strength and peace while God molds me for his perfect plan

Isa 64:8 But now, O LORD, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you are our potter; we are all the work of your hand.

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