Their's a radio in here called "Radio Luz". One of my many not blood cousins works there and all her family listens to this station even when it's not her shift.
Anyways, the thing is today, my mother and I spent the whole day with them and while we were talking, my aunt told us an anecdote about how a woman that aslo works in this radio, one day during her shift told everyone how she realized we are full of the Lord's figerprints. We tried to guess that was because He hugs us everyday, or that His our shild, or something like that, but to our sorprise, that wasn't exactly the answer. She said that we have His fingerprints because we were made by His own hands. Just like any other work of art made by clay, the potter molds it with his bare hands, leaving not only fingerprints, but love, dedication, effort and part of his life.
That's what each of us are: A Work of Art! and made by the best potter we can ever ask for.
Anyways, the thing is today, my mother and I spent the whole day with them and while we were talking, my aunt told us an anecdote about how a woman that aslo works in this radio, one day during her shift told everyone how she realized we are full of the Lord's figerprints. We tried to guess that was because He hugs us everyday, or that His our shild, or something like that, but to our sorprise, that wasn't exactly the answer. She said that we have His fingerprints because we were made by His own hands. Just like any other work of art made by clay, the potter molds it with his bare hands, leaving not only fingerprints, but love, dedication, effort and part of his life.
That's what each of us are: A Work of Art! and made by the best potter we can ever ask for.
"the LORD God formed man out of the clay of the ground and blew into hisnostrils the breath of life, and so man became a living being. " Genesis 2:7
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