I pray that we all would clean ourselves of all the unnecessary junk in our hearts and minds, sweep out the cobwebs and dust and dirt the clutters up our lives, and hand that lump of what is left of our lives over to the master potter, and allow him to spin us into the creation he saw before the beginning of time, before he first formed us in our mothers womb. I pray that God would have total access to our lives and thus give us the true meaning each of us is longing for.
