..And so there it is – these clay vessels which is what we are, some for honor and some for dishonor. I thank God that He works in me both to will and do for His good pleasure.. Thank God that He’s put that desire within my heart to breathe out and say to Him ‘ Lord whatever it takes don’t give up on me. Work with me. ‘ We have to be honest sometimes with ourselves – we’re rebellious. We’re stiff necked, we’re willful – we want to do it our way. And then we wonder why we make such a mess of it. ‘ Clay In The Potter’s Hands. ‘