Justice Has a Story: The Potter and the Clay 

There are moments in life when everything feels like it’s falling apart. Times that make you question if you’ve lost your way altogether. I’ve been there. Maybe you have too. And let me tell you: it feels messy. It can feel like you're broken. 

But here’s the good news: that’s exactly where God meets us. 

In the book of Jeremiah, the prophet is sent to the potter’s house. What he sees there is far from neat and pretty. The potter’s hands are covered in clay, working and reworking, reshaping, remaking. When the vessel doesn’t turn out right, the potter doesn’t throw it away. The potter starts over. What seemed broken becomes beautiful. This tells us that God isn’t just standing back and watching us stumble. God is right there in the mess with us, committed to reshaping our lives, our community, and our world. 

In life, we juggle so much, trying to keep everything together. Sometimes, we get lost. Sometimes, we feel like we’re spinning out of control. But I want to remind you —you’re not alone. You are loved. You are part of something bigger. We are a community in the hands of a God who is actively making us new, day by day. 

Now, I know some of us might think, “Okay, I get it. But how do we get from somewhere unsure to somewhere beautiful?” 

Well, we trust the process. We stay soft enough to be reshaped and bold enough to believe that change isn’t just possible—it’s necessary. It’s necessary for us, for each other, and for the world. 

This isn’t about naive optimism. This is about faith. The kind of faith that is lived out in our communities, in our hearts, and in our everyday actions.  

So this Sunday, I want to invite you to come as you are. Bring your questions. Bring your doubts. Bring your joys, your grief, your frustrations, and your hopes—because all of it belongs. When we gather together, we find God at work. 

Let’s see what the Spirit is stirring in us, right now, in this place. The good news is that the transformation is already happening, we’re already being shaped.  

With peace and a little clay under my nails, 
Pastor Katie