Rise up and go to the Potter's House | Worship


Last updated 12/30/2020 at 2:25pm

Once there was a potter who held in his hands a fine lump of clay. The lump seemed so small and helpless that he held it gently, carefully, warmly in his hands.

In fact, his fingers and palms totally covered the ball as he leaned over and whisper...

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