11 April 2011

(musings) being broken

Today, I surrender anew to the beauty of brokenness. 

When a heart shatters, God picks up the shards and slivers and sets to work. 

He takes the mortar of grace and mercy, and ever-so-carefully binds the brokenness. And when the work is completed, the heart isn’t as it was before. It is bigger, stronger, and more beautiful. Each sliver and shard now radiates with the glow of His handiwork. His light shines through the broken places. His mercy and grace hold the heart in newfound strength. It beats with the power of His craftsmanship.


1 comment:

The Hoskisons said...

Beautiful. Thank you for the sweet comment!