I sometimes consider myself a connoisseur of all things old and broken. I guess what I mean by that is I have always found beauty in what most would consider unsightly, flawed and beyond repair.
Some of my favorite photos I have taken are of abandoned barns and houses that have seen their better days. I guess I'm attracted to them because I sense they have a story to tell. I look at the weathered boards, the vines gently creeping up the side and the sun shining it's rays through the cracks and missing slats and I see the story of a life well lived. She tells me a story of when she once housed a loving family or sheltered animals from a storm. She stands as a reminder and testimony of a life of loving and giving, asking nothing in return.
I think it's a lot like that with God and us. When we look at ones life through our eyes we see brokenness and flaws, but not God, no He sees A life with a story to tell. A life well lived for Him, a life that shines His glory through each and every crack. American artist Barbara Bloom once noted, "When the Japanese mend broken objects, they aggrandize the damage by filling the cracks with gold because they believe that when something's suffered damage and has a history it becomes beautiful." And so it is with God, He picks up the pieces of our broken lives and gently puts them back together filling in each crack and damaged area with His glory and we then radiate His beauty and stand as a constant reminder and testimony of a loving, faithful God.
Some of my favorite photos I have taken are of abandoned barns and houses that have seen their better days. I guess I'm attracted to them because I sense they have a story to tell. I look at the weathered boards, the vines gently creeping up the side and the sun shining it's rays through the cracks and missing slats and I see the story of a life well lived. She tells me a story of when she once housed a loving family or sheltered animals from a storm. She stands as a reminder and testimony of a life of loving and giving, asking nothing in return.
I think it's a lot like that with God and us. When we look at ones life through our eyes we see brokenness and flaws, but not God, no He sees A life with a story to tell. A life well lived for Him, a life that shines His glory through each and every crack. American artist Barbara Bloom once noted, "When the Japanese mend broken objects, they aggrandize the damage by filling the cracks with gold because they believe that when something's suffered damage and has a history it becomes beautiful." And so it is with God, He picks up the pieces of our broken lives and gently puts them back together filling in each crack and damaged area with His glory and we then radiate His beauty and stand as a constant reminder and testimony of a loving, faithful God.
Something beautiful, something good
All my confusion He understood
All I had to offer Him was brokeness and strife
But He made something beautiful of my life.
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