In the skillful hands of a potter, a lumpy mound of clay can become so many things.
A vase.
A bowl.
One of those things you put in the middle of the table and spin around really fast knocking everything off to make you mom get high-pitched.
By the time the artist is finished, she knows every nuance of the clay. It’s feel. The way it expands and contracts. And, any debris that may have made its way in.
There’s a scripture in the Bible that says…
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. ~Psalm 139:13 (NIV)
God is a ravenous creator. He created the heavens and the earth. (Genesis 1:1) He created the sun, the moon and all the stars and placed them in the heavenlies (Genesis 1:14-19). He created each and every living being on this planet (Genesis 1:20-27).
He is an artist. He loves to create.
He knit you together. Knitting is in intricate process. It’s takes great concentration — accept for those people who can knit while watching TV, which I still cannot understand. If you miss a step, it all becomes discombobulated, and you have to unravel it — if you can.
God is a perfectionist. He knit the day into night seamlessly. He wove the tapestries of the earth — all of its trees and grasses, mountains and valleys, rivers and oceans. Seamlessly.
And, He created you seamlessly too.
You are hand made.
You are top quality.
You are one of a kind.
You are uniquely and wonderfully made.
Do you know He counts every hair on your head?
And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. ~Matthew 10:30 (NIV)
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. ~Psalm 139:14 (NIV) Emphasis mine
God, we thank you that we are fearfully and wonderfully made. We thank you that you know us so intimately that every hair on the tops of our heads is numbered by You. We thank you that you intricately knit us in our mothers’ wombs — all unique, all special, and all for You. Thank you, God, for who You are. Amen.
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