March 29 — In the hands of the Potter
I’ve encountered few people who channel emotion so intensely. Several times over the course of his lectures and conversation at lunch, Mark has had me on the verge of tears. They are tears of joy in response to realizing that we live all of our lives in God’s gallery of creation, and that we get to be stewards and co-creators in the gallery. He can’t help himself, it seems, choking up as he talks about wood and marriage and snowflakes and plumbing.
Becky would state it well for me a week and a half later. Mark draws people into a bigger vision, a grander way of living, a deeper feeling than any one individual can house. He’s a conduit of divine, creative joy. He lives out of a beauty that is not his own, a life and a zeal that has been given to him.