I have an addiction! I love broken things!
Some of you know that I take old tossed out furniture and restore it to new life and new beginnings.
There is so much beauty in broken tossed out things in our life. We are so quick to just throw something out because our use for it is no longer evident and determine its broken beyond repair.
What is brokenness, you might ask?
The dictionary describes Brokenness as weakened and infirm.
When I think about my life, my body, my heart, my journey with Christ. Brokenness is like a summary of many parts of this life I have walked. I think I have spent so much time being ashamed of the brokenness rather than looking for the beauty in the brokenness.
I think of the woman in the bible with the Alabaster oil, a very expensive perfume that she poured out on Jesus because he was the only one who ever valued her beyond her brokenness. This act of faith was a depiction of her life. She was pouring out her life before Jesus in the midst of all her brokenness. She was not whole and complete faithful and pure and yet Jesus accepted her gift. He accepted her brokenness. In fact He told everyone that she would be remembered forever for her great act.
(Matthew 26:7-13)
Sometimes what we have to give God is nothing short of broken but He honors the heart, He honors our small acts of obedience, He honors us even in our brokenness. He sees beauty where we see filth.
The day that I said yes to Jesus, He said Yes to me and together we are in this journey where he is not afraid of my brokenness but yet walks with me and restores me back to His perfect image.
As I think of my current circumstance, where my body is not wanting to be whole and complete. In fact is is weakened and infirm but I have a God that takes brokenness and makes beautiful things from it. Just as the woman who poured out her most valued possession on Jesus, I pour out my most valuable possession, my life.
My prayer has been Lord I am a daughter of the King, whole and balminess before you because of your greatest gift you gave; a broken body that bleed for all the brokenness in the world. Take my offering, my life and use it to bring beauty to the brokenness. Use my brokenness as a testimony of your glory. Take my life and make it count for something.
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