This post was recently summited for one of my assignments but I wanted to share my reflections on here as well. Here is a link to the video that I watched for this assignment. As I watched this video, I was brought back to my ceramics class in high school and I remembered how frustrating it can be while forming a clay pot. Sometimes it takes just the slightest move to knock it out of shape and you have to take the clay and start again. As I shifted my thinking to God as the potter and myself as the clay I was amazed at how strong and patient God is with us. We often get knocked out of place when we make poor decisions or as a result of the broken world we live in. A recent example of a time in my life when I was knocked off and had to truth the Potter's hands and heart has been the season of life I'm still walking in. I've finished my undergrad degree and moved off-campus and the adjustment hasn't been the smoothest emotionally speaking. Don't get me wrong...