Broken

Sometime I wonder if the saying is true…
“Some things are just too broken to fix”

Are they? Too Broken?

Are we just eggs on a wall?
Are we just pieces of an incomplete puzzle?
Are we the cracks on the sidewalk in front of the house?

If You came to give us life to the fullest…
Must we wait for heaven to be made whole?
Must we wait for heaven to be put back together?

I thought that nothing was too great for You?
Not that I’m brave enough to test You but…can You fix this?

I know that we are but jars of clay …
I know that You are the potter…
Must You crush us?
…or allow us to be crushed?

Please, use us for noble purposes.
And if this is noble (How can it be?!)…please help us to understand how.

Again I will ask: Please be the gentle healer that I know You to be.

Amen.