Have you ever made a mud pie? Or something out of clay? It’s funny how it is so difficult to remove traces of your hands.
In fact, there are some potters out there who, instead of signing their pottery, simply put their fingerprint on the work somewhere. After all, that is far more unique than your name!
When I went to seminary, I was taught all that mud stuff from last week. But it has only been through the course of my pastorate that I have come to appreciate the image of God part. Because while one creation story focuses on the mud that we are (that’s the story in Genesis 2), the other focuses on the image in which we are created (That’s the story in Genesis 1).
There is certainly a place for us to remember that “we are dust and to dust we shall return” — we need to remember that we are not the Creator but the created.
Yet, even the mud story reminds us that we breathe the very breath of God. And, we bear the unmistakable fingerprint of God upon our hearts. We are marked, however obscurely, with God’s image. It means that we are not just junk that God threw together in the heavenly workshop — we are carefully and wonderfully made. So wonderfully made that the Creator has cared enough to sign us with her very own fingerprint!
And so we have a sacred responsibility to bear that image into the world. What we do, how we act, what words we blow threw our vocal chords, matters. You are not mud made to sling mud. You are an incredible piece of art meant to bear witness to the Creator.