I understood I was in the presence of a master artesian. The introduction by a friend was understated and humble. If one just listened to the words, one might conclude that this was a casual friend. As I reflect, I think this was the greatest compliment. “Let me introduce two good friends to each other.”
My memories are dominated by his eyes, voice, and heart reflected in each. A winemaker who was born into the business and embraced his calling with passionate conviction. The expected focus on greatness had matured and aged with gracefulness. He loved the land. He loved the possibilities the fruit and life represented. He loved what he was able to do. The picture in my mind of the moment that we met is dominated by his focus on sharing what he had been given.
Master creators gift us with magic. In the conversation that followed, I asked a lot of questions. I really enjoyed following my curiosity and imagination with someone so willing to share. I find myself imagining a conversation with Divinity. It would be equally filled with curiosity and imagination.
Master creators gift us with a result. I was interested in all the details. I listened to stories of weather, harvest time, and small nuances that made a difference. I realised there are endless experiences contributing to who I am today. I can hope that the product of my life is on par with the results of his creation which continue to stand the tests of time.
Master creators care about their creations. I could feel the love he had for each bottle. The emotions were tangible. They showed themselves in his voice, eyes, and even the way he handled a bottle or a glass. If a man could feel this way about his creation, I can only imagine Divinity’s love for her creations. Paul’s question still stands; “Who would dare tangle with God by messing with one of God’s chosen?” (Romans 8.33)
Today I can be a master maker. I can echo the master’s passion with kindness and care.