Pottery is Fascinating
Before we start, I must admit—I've never been great at creative arts.
In primary school, our creative arts assignments often revolved around plants—drawing, paper mâché, pottery. And no matter how hard I tried, I never seemed to get them quite right.
Yet, somehow, I managed to pass my creative arts classes. My assignments were far from award-worthy, but they were something. Still, one craft always fascinated me—pottery. There's something magical about the process. How is it that a simple mix of sand and water can transform into pots, cups, and intricate works of art?
I was never skilled at pottery (still think I’m not), so I usually just molded whatever I could. I let the clay decide what it wanted to be because, frankly, I was no master potter.
But when you watch a true master at work, you realize how remarkable the craft really is. A skilled potter can take any clay and shape it into whatever they desire. Sometimes, they even break down old pieces—remolding, refining, reshaping—until they become something even better. And through it all, the clay remains submitted to the potter's will, trusting that every touch, every curve, every molding will bring out something beautiful.
Yet, as humans, we struggle with surrender. We fight against the hands shaping us, insisting on our own way. The potter molds in one direction, but we, like stubborn clay, pull in another. And in the end, the result is flawed—cracked, leaking, dysfunctional.
Maybe it’s time to let go. To stop resisting. To surrender to the hands of the Master Potter. He sees the grand design. He knows the masterpiece He’s creating. And all we need to do is trust—let go and let God.
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