I was watching this man work with the clay. It amazes me, out of this shapeless mass of clay, he was able to produce the incredible pots that you see over his shoulder. When he first worked with the clay he was rather rough and hard. Then came a time of working in tender skill and care. All of this reminded me of how God works with us. Sometimes we need the tough love of discipline. While other times we need the gentle guidance of skill and care.
Isaiah 64:8
Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.
NIV
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