One of the ways I walk through my life and my ministry is collaboratively and spontaneously. Rafael Vallejo asked me last evening to reflect further on how a sculpture might lead people/us to prayer. I tossed and turned last evening, yet another form of prayer and God speaking to me, throughout the night last night, pondering his question.
At first, I was thinking more about the sculptor and the materials of a sculpture or the materials used to form a sculpture. Clay, mud, stone, marble, slime even, gets turned and turned and shaped and molded and formed on a wheel, or cut and carved and chiseled. I have never even done sculpting or pottery, though I’ve played in lots of other art mediums, because I don’t like getting my hands dirty and gritty. I know, I’m a wimp.
Anyway, there is the obvious scripture metaphor…the hands of the potter, or the hymn ‘Spirit of the Living God,’ “mold me, shape me, heal me, move me….” How am I open to letting God have God’s way with me that turns me into something or someone that will serve others and cause them to look into my life for the essence and the source?
Well, lo and behold, the final morning thought was of a song by a group, Caedmon’s Call, entitled ‘Hand of the Potter.” I apologize for the 15 second advertisement at the beginning of this YouTube video.
