George MacDonald on Prayer

“Ah, what is it we send up thither, where our thoughts are either a dissonance or a sweetness and a grace?”

“O Lord, we rejoice that we are Thy making, though Thy handiwork is not very clear in our outer man as yet. We bless Thee that we feel Thy hand making us. What if it be in pain? Evermore we hear the voice of the potter above the hum and grind of His wheel. Father, Thou only knowest how we love Thee. Fashion the clay to Thy beautiful will.”