let lemons be angry

So I'm taking pottery classes now. Always curious to know why God has been allegorized as the potter, and us as the clay. And now I know that though the potter's fingers must be gentle enough not to warp the vessel out of shape, they must be steady and strong enough to not be moved by the rotating clay. And the clay is stubborn and impossible to move off its spot by brute force; but if the potter's hands remain in the right position steadily, the clay will slowly be centred.

Nice metaphors aside, I ached after my first session and have to learn not to get clay all over my legs as I did.