Have Thine own way, Lord. Have Thine own way. Thou art the Potter, I am the clay. Mold me and make me after Thy will; While I am waiting, yielded and still.”
Those words were written by missionary Adelaide Pollard after attending a 1902 prayer meeting. I grew up singing those words in church. That “while I am waiting” part was frustrating for Adelaide Pollard while she was trying to raise funds to go for mission work in Africa. That “while I am waiting” part has been frustrating for me many times when I have had great visions of what I wanted to do for God.
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