A wise, old sculptor once told me,
that one of her greatest joys in working with clay
is the tension that is created
between what she wants the clay to do
and in what the clay is actually doing.
And it made me wonder…
might this be how God feels
in giving us free will?
Yes, it has caused such destruction and evil,
but it has also given birth
to such Beauty, Love, and Truth.
Perhaps free will was one of God’s
greatest acts of creativity.
Perhaps in the freedom to choose,
true Love is born.
Perhaps grace is found precisely in the Interface,
between God’s will and our own.