While we\u2019ve been seeing 60-degree days here recently in the Mid-Atlantic, this is the time of year we get imaginings of Walking in a Winter Wonderland. My children are already dreaming up a White Christmas. Last winter we didn\u2019t have a ton of snow. But one snowfall was just enough for us to build a snowman. It\u2019s like the songs from the movie Frozen won\u2019t leave me alone. They see snow and all I hear singing is, \u201cDo You Wanna Build A Snowman?\u201d<\/p>\n
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Now let me preface this by saying I don\u2019t like snow and I don\u2019t like to be cold. But for the babies, yes I\u2019ll brave the cold to help you fashion a magnificent snowman. You know like the ones you see on TV. Three perfectly symmetrical balls ascending in size from top to bottom just right. In my mind this would be an easy feat.<\/p>\n
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Well I soon came to see that the process was far from easy.<\/p>\n
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In my mind we would just pack the snow into a large ball then roll that balls into the snow, gathering enough snow to the ball to make the head about the size of a basketball. We were able to gather the snow all right and somewhat pack it into a semi round shape. Now the rolling part\u2026.well that never quite worked out. Sometimes it stuck, sometimes it didn\u2019t. We ended up with a head that looked more like Ernie from Sesame Street than the head on Frosty. Repeating that process two more times to form the body proved even more challenging. Meanwhile, my children were having a blast with this while I, the perfectionist A-Type was having an internal meltdown that it wasn\u2019t picture perfect. We gave him eyes, a nose and a hat and the children stood back, looked on in awe and rejoiced at their masterpiece.<\/p>\n
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Oh friends, we too are being shaped, fashioned and formed into works of art. We are the Father’s masterpiece.<\/p>\n
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O people of Israel, can I not do the same to you as this potter has done? <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n You are like clay in My hands\u2014I will mold you as I see fit.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n Jeremiah 18:6<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n The Father is consistently:<\/p>\n <\/p>\n All in an effort to mold us into His image. As the original designer He knows the desired outcome. [bctt tweet=”Along the way we pick up and pack on accessories that can mar or detract from our unique design.”]<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Here lately He\u2019s pinching off control, selfishness and pride to reveal the likeness created in Him of surrender, selflessness and humility.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n And yet, O Lord, you are our Father.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n We are the clay, and you are the potter.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n We all are formed by your hand.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n Isaiah 64:8<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n While the pressing between those MIGHTY PALMS feels like it\u2019s squeezing the life out of me, I exhale long and deep, throw my head back and smile as I go for the ride of my life on the potter\u2019s wheel.<\/p>\n <\/p>\nPacking<\/h4>\n
Removing<\/h4>\n
Squeezing<\/h4>\n
Pinching<\/h4>\n
Stretching<\/h4>\n
Smashing<\/h4>\n
Pulling<\/h4>\n
Kneading<\/h4>\n