God’s Fingerprints in My Story

“But now, Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.” – Isaiah 64:8. God’s hand was in that breaking point. He allowed me to reach the end of my own understanding so I could finally turn to His. It was in that season of questioning—when I felt most lost—that God met me with the most beautiful revelation. He whispered to my heart, “You are a wife in the making. I am the potter.”