So last week, like Jeremiah, we went to the potter's house, to see what he had made. We wanted to see how he transformed clay from the ground into something beautiful and functional. His pots were like people - different shapes, colors and sizes. Some had handles, some had spouts and some had nothing, but he created each one. Each had its own story and its own personality, and he knew them all.
To catch a glimpse of the potter's personality, it seemed only natural to surround him with the work of his hands. You can tell by the expression on his face, that they brought him joy.
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