our clay, ever open
ever wet, able to be changed
transformed by the creator
the potter, our master
even after we have been fired
baked hard in the kiln, the crucible
the trials of our lives
our wayward paths
able still to be gathered up
even broken shards
made malleable once more
able to be shaped by the potter
made whole, worthy once more
by his loving hands
December 4, 2009
Genesis 1:1-2:4a
Genesis 2:4b-25
the tension between the two traditions
giving us two creation stories
Ecclesiastes 12:7
Jeremiah 18:1-4
&
via email conversation 12/4/09
with artist and teacher
Carol Childress,
author of blog, “Choosing Joy”,
http://carolchil.blogspot.com/
and see: http://carolchil.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-everything-there-is-season.html
(Raymond A. Foss)
More Poetry from Raymond A. Foss:
- Hearing their whispers (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
- Hearing the martyrs, the heroes (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
- Awkward Seasons (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
- Sow Peace (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
- Live Peaceably (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
- In the Arms of Our Savior (Raymond A. Foss Poem)