All our lives we're taught that brokenness is a bad thing. This conclusion was more than likely made because some treasure of glass, china, ect. was knocked over or dropped and broken into countless shards and slivers. Or perhaps a perfect pitch was missed and a neighbor's window became the perfect target resulting in shards and slivers... that could not be put back together again, even by "all the king's men".
This, I belive, is part of the problem; we go to "The King's men", and not to The King. Only in the hands of THE King can the broken shattered pieces of us, our lives, our destinies be not only put back together again but completely re-made, re-stored, re-newed. In His gentle loving hands He patiently, lovingly, passionately takes each piece, and with flames of white hot Love begins the process of melting those shards and slivers into a liquid that He can pour into a new mold, blow into a new shape and give new Life to. His Breath gives Life to a new dazzling mulit-colored vessel that is fit for The King's table, and chosen to be filled to overflowing with His most precious jewels, His choicest wine, His most succluent meat and His richest wisdom. THE Best of everything!
In brokenness we are made whole. The One Who takes our breath away breathes new life into us. He sees us NOW as the vessel we will become. He is not bound by time, so NOW where He is we are there as that beautiful, exquisite, priceless, unique vessel - completed and held gently, yet firmly in His hand He presses the vessel to His lips and savors the beauty of its contents and tastes the sweetness that He Himself placed there. Let The Banquet Begin!
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