🇵🇷 🇺🇸 Ps. 73:25-26 Whom have I in heaven but You? And there is nothing on earth that I desire besides You. My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. I feel the hands of my One True Love kneading and pounding and pushing and pulling until this stubborn clay is pliable and ready to be fashioned, shaped, formed, “MOLDED” into His vessel of pleasure. It is the process of becoming flexible, bendable and malleable, that is so painful and yet so necessary. God’s plan and purpose for my life is Christ-likeness Romans 8:29 So my heart ❤️ Song 🎶 to Him is “break me, melt me, mold me, fill me for I want to bless You and I Extol only You my Lord. Lover of my soul, Keeper of my heart”