God, God's Love, Perspective

Broken: When Broken Is Beautiful

Broken leaves

+Jeanne Takenaka @JeanneTakenaka

I had just walked in the door after dropping kids off at school. I was so ready for a quiet morning, time spent with Jesus, and getting a couple things done before heading into the busy-ness of the day.

I’m a candle-girl. I love the peace a flickering flame and a pretty scent add to my home. I grabbed a jar candle by the lid from the pantry, and stared in horror as the thing dropped to the floor, shattering the top portion of the jar of my brand. new. candle.

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Five Minute Friday scribblings, Growing, Perspective

Break: When God Mends

Rock and ocean

By +Jeanne Takenaka @JeanneTakenaka

My Five Minute Friday prompt this week is—BREAK. This largely unedited “rough draft” form of writing stretches this perfectionist, in the best of ways. I write for five minutes on a given topic. If you’re interested in learning more about 5-Minute Fridays, check out our hostess, Kate Motaung’s site. Or, click on the link at the bottom of this post. As you read my simpler Friday posts, I hope you’ll join in the conversation!

BREAK

Have you ever looked at life through a cracked lens?

We were walking around the zoo this week when my cell phone slipped from my hand, and landed like a pancake, face-down on the hard cement of the ground. When I picked it up, the screen had a break . . . no it had crackled. When my eyes registered the cracks across my screen, my heart cringed. How could I have been so careless? Looking at it now still twists me up inside.

Cracked screen

How many times do we view our days, our lives, through one lens, and something happens that breaks us? Shatters the way we view things? People can look at us, and they may see some of the results of that break. But when the light shines on us from a different angle, other cracks appear.

When we are wounded, or a wound from our past is stepped on, new cracks appear.

The one balm in all of this is that God is the mender of each wound. We may not ever look the same again. Probably won’t if He has his way,

But like the Japanese kintsugi crafter, who mends the cracks in china, God’s binding isn’t temporary. And it’s not translucent. The Japanese menders use gold to fix the cracks. Gold adds beauty to the broken vessel.

Sunset over Pacific

And, just like those vessels, God’s mending in our lives doesn’t hide the cracks, it makes us more beautiful. The breaks in our heart don’t disappear, they make us more like God. We see others through that cracked filter, but we view them more clearly because we can look through eyes that have experienced grace.

What about you? When have you broken something that made you cringe? How do you respond when a part of your life is breaking?

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