Saturday, August 13, 2016

the broken places

We all have them.
The broken places.
Broken by heartache or tragedy or life's disappointments.
The broken places that are our familiar.
They often cause us to hold on to people or things or ideas or behaviors that do not serve our highest self.
We all have them.
The broken places.

Do not be afraid of your broken places, nor avoid them or be ashamed of them.

Every broken piece brings with it a lesson, an opportunity, wisdom.

Take these pieces, all the shards and remnants of your sacred life, and arrange them into the mosaic that is your story. Make it pleasing and beautiful to you.

I have found

that the broken places

can be transformed

into blessed places

if you let God

do the mending,

and the weaving,

and the creating.

Life is but a weaving (The Tapestry Poem)

My life is but a weaving
Between my God and me.
I cannot choose the colors
He weaveth steadily.

Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow;
And I in foolish pride
Forget He sees the upper
And I the underside.

Not ’til the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Will God unroll the canvas
And reveal the reason why.

The dark threads are as needful
In the weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned

He knows, He loves, He cares;
Nothing this truth can dim.
He gives the very best to those
Who leave the choice to Him.

Corrie ten Boom

The wound is the place the light enters you.  Rumi

Oh Father,
I bring to you all my broken pieces,
held in my open hands,
my offering to you.
Take all this Lord
and make me over
into something
pleasing and beautiful
to you.

peace and light to you Dear Reader.

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