Scene: Spotlight a beautiful, tall thin vase with beautiful flowers in it.
(Isaiah 64:8)
Dear Potter,
Now that it is over, I can see what you were making out of me and it all makes sense. I am thrilled and humbled at the same time to see that I am allowed to hold water and flowers for you on this amazing banquet table. To be able to be this close to the Creator of the universe is beyond my wildest dreams.
I am sorry that I complained so much all along the way as you worked on me. When you first took me out of the horrible pit (Psalm 40:2) and set me on solid ground, I was so happy. It was so great to see the light of day for the first time in my life!
I hurt me badly though when you began crushing me with your feet to look for lumps in me. (Isaiah 41:25) But now that you are finished, I understand why you could not allow rocks or dirt or any other impurities in me. I see now that as you molded me and shaped me on the spinning wheel, the impurities would have destroyed my shape—right in your hands (Jeremiah 18:4).
I know you could have made me into something else like a flower pot or a toilet bowl since they are thicker and small impurities can be tolerated. But now, I am thankful you continued picking out flaws, in spite of the fact that it hurt me at that time.
When you had me all shaped and then set me on the shelf to dry, I was so despondent. I thought you were displeased with me—or had changed your mind about using me at all. As I sat there on the shelf for days, I wept day and night. There is probably still a wet spot where you had left me. Now I see that drying out is an essential step in this process. I’m sorry that I complained.
The worst part for me was the oven. It was so hot in there, that I felt myself getting a tough skin at first. And then, I was hardened through and through. I thought the oven time would never end. It was sad to see so many others cracked to pieces under the pressure in there. I had known some since we were in the pit together.
Now that it is over, I see why it was needed. Without it, I would be useless for the job for which you created me. The paint job you did on me is incredible! The glaze coating on me makes me look like I’m……well…..fit for a King’s table. Thanks for working with me. It is an honor to be with you.
Signed, The Vase