Beautifully written. He takes all our brokenness and makes something more beautiful, uniquely ours. He is good, all the time.
Below is a screenshot of a quick Google search I just did. I couldn’t remember the name of the technique but I knew the Japanese had made an art of repairing broken things with gold.
Kintsugi recognizes the history of the object without disguising the ways and places it’s been broken.
Just stop and think about that a second.
The connection to our lives probably needs no explanation, but because I’m a woman with a lot of words, I’m going to do it, anyway.
A few years ago I was in a very broken place. As I sat in prayer I was apologizing to God for being such a screw up. I felt like everything was sliding through my fingers and I was a big mess.
Instantly, a picture formed in my mind. There was a work bench in a dimly lit room, and a kind-faced man was bent over…
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