Raku Firing



After the firing is complete, the pottery is dunked in water to "freeze" the patterns. The reason the clay doesn’t crack under the drastic temperature change is that it is specifically designed to withstand thermal shock.
Witnessing the fiery mystery of raku as evening fell in the backyard accentuated the mystique of this ancient art form. Mosquitos came out and nibbled at our elbows and ankles but we kept working, engrossed in the process, unwilling to abandon our creations. The volcanic glow of the kiln, the heat of inhuman temperatures, and the sudden freezing and hissing of the pottery seemed like an alien encounter in the night.
I couldn’t help but think of God and how the breath of his nostrils created the universe. By the power of his word he called galaxies forth and in the end he will also melt this world with a fiery judgment.

When the Almighty touches us by the power of his Spirit he leaves an indelible mark on our souls. Every life is uniquely stamped and there are no two pieces alike. This is his purpose and it is magical, beyond our understanding. We are being transformed into his image, prepared for glory! This is the joy of creation. I am fearfully and wonderfully made and God makes all things new!
Though we face hard times and pass through dark trials in the night of our soul, our Creator is not willing to sleep or abandon the work of his hands. He labors to finish what he has begun and will continue faithfully until time has run its course and we are dressed as a bride, complete in him. Thus, being fully prepared, without spot or blemish, we will be presented as a trophy of his grace for all eternity. Glorious!


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