Lamentation: 4-1&2.
How the gold has lost it's luster, the fine gold become dull, the sacred gems are scattered at the head of
every street.
How precious sons of Zion once worth their weight, in gold, are now considered as pots of clay, the
Work of a potters hand,
Sharing of the word.
My dear children, always remember we are nothing, we have nothing everything belongs
to God. He is our Potter without Him we are just clay, WORTHLESS CLAY.
Because He loves us so much, He renews His love for us every morning. He is good to those
who put their hope in Him and seeks Him.
Today my dear children, let us examine our ways - let us return to the Lord - let us lift up our
Hearts and our hands to God in heaven and say we have sinned Lord - Forgive us.
Lydiaelijah.
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