She showed me her little clay pot that was a lovely shade of blue. I was surprised at how beautiful it was. Beautiful and cracked. Cracked real good. Broken and whole. Jagged lines ran up and down and sideways all over it. It wasn’t hard to figure out what had happened.
Because when something has been
broken and put back together…it shows.
It was therapeutic for her. She took the pot and smashed it and it helped something inside of her. And then she found the pieces and glued them back together and that helped too. Sometimes, we need to see something broken and put back together to really believe there is hope, you know? Hope that we can be put back together. Hope that even though our brokenness shows, we are still beautiful.
I saw the clay pot with jagged lines and I thought of my own jagged lines and I know God’s voice and He spoke that day.
‘Light shines best through vessels that
have been broken.’
Trying to live this life on our own terms doing it our own way living far from God breaks our lives and our hearts and our very souls. And the prayer is that the breaking will lead to broken.
Because repentance is brokenness and it turns us from what is breaking us.
Brokenness is clinging to Jesus because we’ve discovered our greatest need is Him. Brokenness praises Him through pain and things we don’t understand because we know that no matter what He is God and He is good. Brokenness raises hands in surrender not fists in defiance and finally drinks in the grace that puts us back together with jagged lines.
And broken vessels are always amazed by the
grace that makes them whole.
Life can break us hard but grace leaves us sweetly broken and grace makes us whole. I’ve had the breaking and I’ve been broken and I want to see beauty, not shame, in my jagged lines. I want light to dance from these places put back together by grace. Places where the light shines best.