Bowls, mugs, plates, tea pots EVERYWHERE! Recently, some of the ladies in our small group took a trip to Poland. We called it a woman’s retreat. Our goals were to see lots and lots of Polish pottery and get to know one another in the process. The car ride was about eight hours one way, so we had plenty of time to chat. What a wonderful, refreshing time this was for me. During our long weekend, we reflected on scriptures that pertained to “clay”, the “potter” and “being molded.” Very fitting!
One of my favorite parts of the trip was our tour through a factory. It had grown from 20 workers to over 200 in just a few years. Each piece of pottery is truly handmade. We tried to count how many people touched each piece… maybe 15-20 people before it goes to the shelf. It’s amazing how many hands touch each piece, from the guy who places the clay on the wheel to the women who stamps it, to the people that place the handle on the mugs. It’s also amazing how many people touch our own lives. Isaiah 64:8 says, “But now, Lord, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you are our potter; we are all the works of your hand.”
During our tour, we noticed a pile of broken pieces of pottery. We were told that if the pottery hadn’t been painted that they could re-use it. Just like the pottery, at times we can be broken… but the Master Potter can renew our faith by walking closer to Christ. From Jeremiah 18:2-6:
“Arise, and go down to the potter’s house, and there I will let you hear my words.” So I went down to the potter’s house, and there he was working at his wheel. And the vessel he was making of clay was spoiled in the potter’s hand, and he reworked it into another vessel, as it seemed good to the potter to do. Then the word of the Lord came to me “O house of Israel, can I not do with you as this potter has done?”, declares the Lord. “Behold, like the clay in the potter’s hand, so are you in my hand, O house of Israel.”
No two pieces of pottery were the same. No two people are the same. He molds each and every one of us. We saw one gentleman that put a clump of clay on the wheel. He kept both hands on the wheel when it was spinning. If he took his hands off or looked away, the shape of the clay would be misshapen. The same is true about our walk with Christ. It is important for us to keep our eyes on him.