
Various stories of the art amalgam into this: a vessel that has been broken ought not to be discarded but should be repaired, and by including gold (or other metallic) dust into the resin, the joinery now looks quite snazzy. The piece is then thought to be even more beautiful to the eye, but also to the meaning, as something with a history becomes more precious.
We can consider ourselves as the vessel or pottery. We can see in our lives people whose influences have helped to mould us, to form us, to direct our shape and purpose. Above all, however, Isaiah 64.8 reminds us “Yet, O Lord, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you are our potter; we are all the work of your hand.”
As the work of God, however, we can see that we have all, at some time, been broken. Our brokenness may have been accidental or intentional; it may have been by a stranger or by a loved one. It may be that we have been shattered, or cracked, or chipped; whatever the cause or the effect, the brokenness is there.

As with pottery, our repair becomes part of us; it is not something to disguise, but something that adds to our narrative, glinting the beauty of repair and restoration. Perhaps by embracing our own imperfections, the world may see that Christians are not immune to the brokenness of the world; rather that we are choosing, through faith, to celebrate our own improvement through repair.
Broken, repaired, or somewhere in between – we are all the ongoing work of God’s hands.
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