Bottom of the bowl

I was recently gifted with this bowl by the potter who created it. She knew of my love of handcrafted pottery and my habit of eating soup for supper. She knew of my love for earth, mountain, and sky. Most of all, she knew how to express her love and care for me.
This reminds me that God is the Potter, and I am His clay. He knows how to express His love for others by gifting me to them in ways that touch them personally, too.