Jeremiah 18: 1-6
“Indeed, like clay in the hand of the potter, so are you in my hand.”
I love this image from Jeremiah about how we are molded. Notice too that the potter does not give up. If a piece of pottery turns out bad, the potter tries again and again until something of beauty is created.
Isn’t it true that in life we have to try again and again until what is good and beautiful emerges within us? That’s why spiritual practice is called “practice.” It’s something that we have to work at, just like loving another. And when we do work at it, mold it and shape it, something beautiful emerges. Ask anyone who works out and watches their diet. They do this to literally mold and sculpt their bodies. Our spiritual practice requires the same discipline as it molds and sculpts our character and the inner beauty which is obvious in one who is centered.
What also strikes me is that you and I ARE the potter. Through our words, our behavior and our love we literally mold the lives of others. Anyone who is a parent knows this full well.
Am I willing to be molded today? Am I still willing to change? And can I see and keep my attention focused on the beautiful work of art that I am?