The process clay goes through in the firing process turns mud into rock. It is glazed with color and then is fired, turning the exterior to glass. It goes from a dusty muddy lump, into something to be displayed, admired, and utilized. Life can feel much like that process.
Life is full of seasons of richness and seasons of deficit. In the middle of those times of dissatisfaction, I am in the process of seizing the opportunity to embrace that I am dust, I am mud. And yet, God loves dust. And I love how working with clay gives me the chance to reflect on how I can yield to the artist's hand in my own journey.
That is the gift of clay.