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[title] => THE POTTER
[time] => 2011-11-18 20:10:49
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[bodytext] => When we are the weakest, We are like large lumps of clay, That the potter must tread down, To make his great art for display. A statue may be chiseled, Out of nothing else but rock. But he who does the chipping, Sees inside what will be wrought. A sculptor finds great beauty, Not yet obvious to you or me. But he doesn’t stop his whittling, Till the treasure is what you see! A potter, a chiseler, a sculptor. These things I know I’m not today. But thank you Lord for choosing, And making me Your hunk of clay! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 68 [topic] => 19 [informant] => robert_edgar_burns [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )
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