The Potter’s Road Episode 7 – The Crack in the Vessel

 

The Potter’s Road

Episode 7 – The Crack in the Vessel

“Sometimes the flaw we fear becomes the place God pours His grace.”

The days grew gentler. The workshop began to hum again with quiet purpose. Orders trickled in from old customers who’d heard that Amos and his family were rebuilding. Damilare’s skill was improving — his pots smoother, his designs more daring.

But one afternoon, as he prepared a new batch for firing, Damilare noticed a hairline crack running down the side of one of his most beautiful vessels. He sighed in frustration.

“Baba,” he said, lifting the piece for Amos to see, “I was careful this time. The clay was perfect. Why did it crack?”

Amos examined it in silence. Then he smiled. “Because it’s alive.”

Damilare frowned. “Alive?”

Amos nodded. “Clay that’s too perfect never breathes. But this… this one struggled in the fire. That means it’s strong enough to hold what’s real.”

Damilare didn’t understand, but he set it aside reluctantly. That evening, as the sun sank behind the village, a neighbor came knocking. Her name was Mabel — a widow who’d lost her husband in the fire that had nearly destroyed their own shop. Her voice trembled as she spoke.

“Mr. Adewale, I need a water jar. Just something small. The one I had cracked last week.”

Damilare looked around, then hesitated. “Baba, maybe we can give her this one?” He pointed to the flawed vessel.

Amos smiled knowingly. “Ah, yes. The one that cracked but didn’t break.”

When Mabel held it in her hands, her eyes welled with tears. “It’s beautiful,” she whispered. “It looks… like me.”

She carried it home, and days later she returned, glowing. “The strangest thing happened,” she said. “Even with that line down the side, it holds water better than any jar I’ve had.”

Damilare was stunned. He examined the pot. The fire had sealed the crack just enough to make it stronger where it once was weak.

That night, Amos spoke softly by the wheel. “You see, my son, the Potter doesn’t discard the cracked vessel. He fills it with Himself. And when He does, the flaw becomes the testimony.”

Damilare looked at his father with a new kind of reverence. “So… even our scars can shine?”

Amos smiled. “Especially our scars.”

As the kiln glowed faintly behind them, the workshop seemed alive with quiet grace — like Heaven itself was shaping stories out of broken clay.

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✨ End of Episode 7 – The Crack in the Vessel

📖 Scripture Echo:
“We have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us.” – 2 Corinthians 4:7

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