The Clay and its Potter
written by: Ifeanyi Sibling
Does a clay pot contend with its maker?
For years, I wrestled with Your purpose for me,
Calling out, again and again,
Seeking to know what You had planned.
I pleaded my case before You,
Yet silence was my only reply.
Then, like winter’s breath upon my skin,
I felt something—
A whisper in the stillness,
A voice unmistakable:
“I Myself will prepare your way,
Leveling mountains and hills.”
Hope rekindled at the thought of treasures hidden in secret places.
And then, I understood.
Does the clay question the hands that shape it?
In repentance, I wept.
Nwanne Ifeanyi was born in Lagos, Nigeria, and hails from the eastern region of the country. He is a writer drawn to stories that explore moral conflict, human frailty, and the cost of difficult choices. In 2019, he emerged as a winner in the Global Chain Literary Contest held in Imo State, Nigeria. He works in the banking sector within the internal control group, where his commitment to accountability and ethical standards subtly shapes the depth of his storytelling.
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