Hand-shaped Lives

For we are God's handiwork. Ephesians 2:10 

Yesterday I had the privilege of watching a potter share while throwing pottery. His whole talk was amazing and multi-faceted as he compared our lives to the clay in the hands of the heavenly potter. As this talented artisan handled the clay, I could almost feel God's hands on my life. 

It was an earthy experience watching him work. He got dirty. He applied pressure and held that clay as he formed it with his hands. He stretched and molded it. And he didn't let go. 

All the while, he talked about his vision for it. His dream of beauty. Planning it for a purpose. Not once did he worry about it not turning out. I think as long as his hands were on it, he knew it would turn out just fine. 

In this world of mass-production, retail stores, and online shopping it's so easy to get disconnected from creation and true handiwork. We lose touch with the intimate touches and joy that comes with fashioning and forming raw material into beautiful products. 

Watching this creator work was a glimpse into the heart & work of the Master Creator. 

Our lives are not mass-produced, assembly line-efficient, cheaply formed from poor materials designed to make a buck. In our Potter's hands, we too are fashioned as a workmanship. Designed for his dreams of beauty and purpose. We are hand-crafted, one of a kind creations, valuable beyond a price tag. 

He takes us in our raw state and shapes us. He applies pressure to form us, and stretches us to grow. He dreams about us. And He doesn't let go. 

Living our best lives is living it in His hands. Don't think for a minute you are on your own. He is here. There is a purpose. You can rest. You're in good hands.