So I went down to the potter’s house, and I saw him working at the wheel. But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands; so the potter formed it into another pot, shaping it as seemed best to him. ~ Jeremiah 18:3-4 (NIV)
We now have this light shining in our hearts, but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves. ~ 2 Corinthians 4:7 (NIV)
I have a friend who has taken a great leap of faith to be open and vulnerable by blogging the beautiful-ugly of her life at Fragile Clay Jars. I’m sure you will find encouragement there.