The Work of Your Hands

We Are the Clay, You Are the Potter

Several years ago, I attended a meeting in which the keynoter was a potter. Seated in front of us, she threw the clay onto the potter’s wheel, and made it start to spin, as she began to speak. Her hands messy with wet clay, she told her story of making decisions that led her down dangerous paths of life. We were spellbound as she told of one failure aft…