Session #5 of Creative Prayer-Clay
"But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us." 2 Corinthians 4:7
How do we pray with clay?
The sessions with clay are hard to explain the feeling of clay on your fingers and how it smooshes as your whole hand squishes the two pound lump of clay......that Susan, our leader put in front of us. How did God make Adam from the clay of the ground? How did that feel? The making of snakes, like when we were children, and coiling the ribbons of clay around and around on top of each other slowly formed a vessel. After we got the vessel to the height that we wanted, we started to connect the coils by smoothing out the layers and connecting them one to another. I thought about community and how being in this this group, on this particular eventing connected us as we molded in silence and molded as we asked each other questions about our lives. Some of us started over and smooshed the clay back together and started again, much like God must do when we make a mess of our lives. Always, our own molding of the clay reminds me of how God molds me and transforms me from the inside out. As we smoothed the layers, and smoothed the bottom interior, I thought about how God smooths over my mistakes and makes them work together into the story of me. Stepping back to see if the sides were even, I noticed bulges and cracks that I couldn't see from one side. Turning it, smoothing it, turning it again, helped to see it from all different perspectives. Can I remember to do this in all of the circumstances that assail me, on a daily basis? Can I look at the whole picture from God's perspective, high up, looking down and all around me. Will I ever know how it all fits together? Maybe not in this lifetime, but I know that my God is potter and I am the clay, and I can trust the Potter to make something beautiful our of good clay.
Yet you, Lord, are the Father. We are the clay, you are the potter, we are all the work of your hand." Isaiah 64:8
When we felt that we were finished, we picked out a glaze, that will be painted on to give each pot a different color. I was reminded of how God chose our coloring, from the color of our hair, our skin and our eyes and said this is how I want you to look.....
But who are you, a human being, to talk back to God/" Shall what is formed say to the one who formed it, "Why did you make me like this?" Romans 9:20