Like clay in the hand of the potter, so are you in my hand…
The image of God as the Potter is often written or sung about in Christian circles. When we think of God’s hands, the image is one of protection, caring or leading. But a potter makes pots. In order to create, he pushes, prods and pinches. Nothing would come of caressing or simply holding the clay.
I love pottery…beautifully shaped, each piece unique, the result of time and the intimate working of the potter. As with much of life, we all love the finished product but are not all that interested in what it took to get there.