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My name, on the palm of his hand
holding me on the skin of the creator
a part of him, the ink staining his flesh
the stuff of heaven, a part of me,
my name, the clay on the potter’s hands
remembered each time, he touches his hands
looks at his hands, a part of him

May 19, 2008
Isaiah 49:8-16a
Alive Now daily devotional

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