Let Your Clay Be Moist

Let Your Clay Be Moist
It is not thou that shapest God
It is God that shapest thee.
If then, thou art the work of God,
Await the hand of the Artist
who doesAll things in due season.
Offer Him thy heart,
Soft and tractable and keep the form
In which the artist has fashioned thee.
Let the clay be moist
Lest thou grow hard
And lose the imprint of His fingers.–St. Irenaeus