When I first became a Christian, about 8 years ago, I went to a ladies retreat. The speaker was a potter; a woman who had “been through the fire”. Using her pottery wheel, she told her story and demonstrated how God shaped her life.
This woman’s message was based on one nugget of scripture. In the eight years since then, I have thought about her message, but not about the specific passage she quoted. I don’t often memorize scripture. To be honest, I’m not very good at memorization, period. Memorizing math equations and music for that matter (I am a trained musician) were always challenging for me. But as I was toying with the idea of starting a blog, Isaiah 64 popped into my head. I had no idea why. I wondered if this was the passage she spoke of, but I couldn’t be sure. I hadn’t read it in so long. Something was telling me to read Isaiah 64.
I turned to my bible. It took me a little while to find the verse within the chapter, but there it was:
Yet, O Lord, you are our Father.
We are the clay, you are the potter;
We are all the work of your hand.
I love the analogy of the potter. For eight years, I knew someday I would create something called “The Potter’s Hand” – for a long time it was a Bed & Breakfast because I have a love of good food, old houses & decorating. Instead, it has manifested itself into this blog. So read on. And if you like to read my blog regularly please subscribe to it, comment on it and share it with friends. There is so much we can learn from each other. We are all the work of His hand ….and we are all works in progress.