The potter's masterful hands cast the clay upon the wheel. He labors gently. He lingers in the moment. Haste does not provoke him to pluck the work after but a few turns. He tenderly molds, shapes... encouraging the work to take form.
Once again I see the same words come before me in different variations from different angles but the same words nonetheless. I've learned to listen.
"Love is patient." I Corinthians 13:4
Yet we hear, "Always leave them wanting more." The world teaches us in both our professional and personal lives to leave people wanting more. Draw them in. Partially fill them. But leave them thirsting a bit. Leave them wondering a bit. And in many of our relationships this practice seems successful, at least superficially, because we covet what we can't have... because the hunt is exhilarating. Are we afraid that if we fill their needs that they won't return?