And then the Artist
turned and looked at the clay,
“Why do you cry?
I’ve formed you this way.”
Long ago and very far away, there lived a wise old artist who loved to make beautiful things. He lived in a house at the edge of the sea. He was so alone that he began to talk with his creations as he made them. Because of this, they started to come to life. He was a kind old man, and his creations, by watching him, came to reflect his kindness and his beautiful heart.
One day, the Artist started forming a little boy out of a lump of clay. He wanted this project to be the best he had ever done. As he worked, he started talking to the little boy, telling him all he had planned for him.
As the little boy started to come to life, he was confused. Who was he? Why was he here? But as he began to listen to the soft voice of the Artist, he began to understand. He patiently let the Artist chip away parts of his lump. The Artist was refining him slowly.
-“The Artist,” Act 1, Mercy C. McCulloch Hasselblad
Yet you, LORD, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.
This book is about the Artist forming a new young creation. The little boy wants to be like the stained glass on the wall, because it is so beautiful. But the Artist teaches him that he formed him a certain way for a reason, and if the creation will simply follow the Creator, he will be able to form something exquisite.
When I started college, I was faced with a lot of questions. I wanted to serve God with my life, but did that mean I had to be a missionary? Did that mean I had to give up my artwork, my passion for telling stories with a message? God taught me, through His word and His people, that He makes all of us for different reasons. We are, after all, parts of a body. Some of us are better at certain things than others. Not everyone is a head. I see this confusion a lot. You don’t need to be a pastor in order to love and serve God. He made each of us uniquely and, when we surrender to Him, he can form us into something truly exquisite, into what we were meant to become. This story simply illustrates that lesson. My desire is to show others that they were created by the most amazing Artist for a purpose. It was no accident, and they can use their gifts to love and serve God.