a promise from a

cardboard box so

commonly thrown on

the street how easily we

break apart but we never

seem to stay that

way there's something

inside those jars

of clay!(2cor.4:16)

outwardly we're wasting

away inside we're

renewed day by day it's

always him it's never me

he is truth why can't you

see? there's something

inside those jars of clay