Broken things have better stories.
“…it treats breakage and repair as part of the history of an object, rather than something to disguise.”
I heard once that we often hear more in what’s not said than what is. So I won’t say much more to give you the space to listen to the quiet wisdom here. My soul exhales as I think about the beauty of being honest with our story rather than trying to cover it up or worse, tossing it because it’s broken. Let’s just rest in this for a while. Soak it in. There is Holy Healing to be done.
Can you feel the gold filling in your cracks? The warm, flowing, rich love of our Father who is filling up all our broken pieces. He’s really the only one who can.
Having been broken and repaired… and made more beautiful. (And having better stories.)
I know I’m not alone.
~Andrea
Read: Isaiah 61
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crying all the tears. You are certainly not alone. These moments are precious, sacred parts of our stories. They fills in the empty spaces in my story as well. Thank you for writing this piece.
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Yes, they sure are! Our tears make up some of the liquid gold that fill the cracks too.
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