Joining Lisa-Jo and the Five Minute Friday community in freewriting about the word Broken. Click the button to join in or read other freewrite entries. Confession: sometimes I edit a little. and I always forget my timer.
But I’ve learned to embrace this brokenness.
How can I not? It’s here among the pieces where I see God working. He selects these shards of mine made clean by tears mixed with His blood. Places them into the design of my life.
How can He make something beautiful from something shattered?
Then I look at His hands, and I see it. Bruised. Battered. Broken.
The Artist works-fragments of self fitting together in Him. A masterpiece in progress.
As I am.
A work of art that will culminate at life’s closing.
Beauty from ashes. A butterfly from a cocoon. A mosaic from the broken.