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Perfect Pottery

A potter starts out with a vision and idea.  One pair of hands skillfully creates the object of the artist's desire.  Sometimes the clay becomes a pitcher for water, a vase for flowers, or maybe a cookie jar.  What once started out as an image in the potter’s mind becomes a reality.

However, would a piece of clay actually become the intended shape if there were, say, two hands upon the clay?  The clay might be created into a work that could hold flowers or water, but guaranteed it would not be at all what the first artist originally intended.  Now what would happen to the piece of clay if we did not only have two pairs of hands, but three, or imagine even fifty.  The more pairs of hands, the more artists and differing ideas.

Would this clay be considered "well rounded" as an individual after 100 hands have meddled in it, each with it's own idea?  I doubt it.  Perhaps the original Creator would know best.  He’s the one with the vision and good intent.  

“So I went down to the potter's house, and I saw him working at the wheel.
But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands; so the potter formed it into another pot, shaping it as seemed best to him.
Then the word of the LORD came to me:
'O house of Israel, can I not do with you as this potter does?' declares the LORD. 'Like clay in the hand of the potter, so are you in my hand, O house of Israel.'”—Jeremiah 18:3-6




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