The Divine Maker reflections

We are the clay, You are the potter, we are all the work of your hands.’  Isaiah 64:8

This is the word that came to Jeremiah from the Lord: ‘Go down to the potter’s house, and there I will give you my message’. 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.’ Jeremiah 18:1-4

“I chose one of the pot outlines and began to shade and colour it in a terracotta colour, trying to bring it to life in three dimensions. I then drew cracks onto the pot…small spider like cracks which gave it the appearance of being old and damaged. The picture grew on me and I realised that I liked it more with the cracks! I was reminded that we all have cracks in our lives and God, the potter holds us firmly in his hands….hands that shape and re-shape us for good. Sometimes that re-shaping can be painful and leaves its scars but ‘God has made everything beautiful in its time’.”


“I drew a large vase and imagined that it was me. How had I broken me, how had I sinned against God, how was I broken, His creation. On the vase I wrote the words, FEAR, FAILURE, ADDICTION, PAIN as well as SUCCESS, FRIENDS, HEALTH, FAMILY, SHAME. I cut the vase up into pieces, cutting through each word, as if breaking its hold on me. I then stuck the vase back together using gold ribbon to symbolise the gold glue, making the vase sparkle, now whole again. I felt God was holding me, the vase, so I cut out two large hands which I stuck cupping the vase and blocking out the words ADDICTION, FEAR, PAIN. I am in His hands. I felt prompted to draw the colour of the words coming out of the top of my vase but I didn’t know why. I shared this with the group at the end of the session and as another participant read out his short poem, even this made complete sense to me then. His words follow below.”


Many pots of many shapes,

of many brilliant colours.

Created and Loved,

Your loving hands holding

and gently

bringing to fruition


to your perfect will.


“When I thought of the cracks in the pot, I thought of brokenness before God and the way in which He can heal. The lines made me think of rivers, hence “healing rivers” running through our lives to restore us and make us whole. They contribute to the permanent pattern of our life with God.”




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