We all are a little broken.
Words have hurt
There is a little or a lot of broken in us all.
When we are put back together again, we sometimes walk with a little limp because our heart reforms a little lumpy.
I found in my life each time I have been broken again, I place all the pieces before God and ask that he puts me back together again.
The beginning of this year was one of those times, people betrayed, confusion reigned, promises broken.
It has taken me nearly 6 months to gain confidence again, to begin to dream again, to trust in certain realms.
Forgiveness is one of the keys, but it is just so hard. To forgive, not forget, to believe again, to live beyond.
How do I forgive when I did nothing wrong?
How do I dream again when my dreams were shattered?
How do I put the pieces back together again?
I believe only by hope.
Hope that something, someone, namely God is the designer of our future, not man.
Man says ‘you’re not good enough’ God says ‘I created you’
Man says ‘you are ugly’ God says ‘you’re my beloved’
Man says ‘you’re no good at this’ God says ‘I purposed you for this’
I love this psalm 18
20-24 God made my life complete
when I placed all the pieces before him.
When I got my act together,
he gave me a fresh start.
Now I’m alert to God’s ways;
I don’t take God for granted.
Every day I review the ways he works;
I try not to miss a trick.
I feel put back together,
and I’m watching my step.
God rewrote the text of my life
when I opened the book of my heart to his eyes.
God has the capacity to rewrite the book of our lives and no matter what man does to us, God has the final word.
He puts the pieces back together.