Lazy rays of afternoon sunlight stretched across the beach, the relentless waves strewing shell and stone along the shoreline. I bent for a beautiful shell partially buried in the whirl of sea and sand. Disappointed to find it broken, I flung it back into the angry waters. As it left my hand, the Holy Spirit spoke to my heart.
“Aren’t you glad Jesus doesn’t treat you like that?”
Jesus walks through the sea of humanity, intentionally seeking the broken, the flawed, the less than perfect. He sets out to rescue and redeem the lost, those battered, even shipwrecked, by the storms of life. Sometimes, through no fault of our own, life beats us, leaves us breathless, lying on the ground. Other times we reap the consequences of our poor decisions. Regardless, we can cast ourselves, our cares, and sin, at Jesus’ feet.
Jesus, perfection personified, gave Himself to bring us to Himself. There’s no need to bury our brokenness or feel condemned because of it. Nothing is hidden from Him. God is not impressed with an act, or rote religious dialogue. When we allow Jesus to uncover our shortfalls and sin, we find shelter and safety. He covers us in His grace, forgiveness, and righteousness. Life can leave us worn and weary, off course and in need of direction. Jesus’ invites to us to come as we are so He can make us into who He created us to be. He knows us, sees us, and loves us anyway. He will not cast us away but welcomes a contrite heart and our honest, uncensored prayers for help.
He loves you too. Do you need to be found?
The Lord is near to those who have a broken heart, And saves such as have a contrite spirit. Psalms 34:18 (NKJV)
I can give Jesus my sin, myself, and what I’m not meant to bear. He carries me when I can’t walk on my own.
My God is a restorer. That’s why He likes to show up when things are broken. Sometimes He needs to break us, so He can make us again.
It’s by way of the road called broken that I am mended. I am made whole as I place my battle weary sin scarred heart in the hands of my Maker.
He brings purpose to pain. With a touch from His healing hand my heart is made whole.
He heals the brokenhearted And binds up their wounds. Psalms 147:3 (NKJV)
He is the designer of our destiny.
Yet God has made everything beautiful for its own time. He has planted eternity in the human heart, but even so, people cannot see the whole scope of God’s work from beginning to end. Ecclesiastes 3:11 (NLT)
We are His treasure.
All that the Father gives Me will come to Me, and the one who comes to Me I will certainly not cast out. John 6:37 (NASB)
I want You, Jesus
I want all of You
Have all of me
Thy will be done
Have Your way in me
You fulfill me
But I am not satisfied
Teach me your ways
Oh God, I want to know You
You are my sustenance
My life, my breath, my strength
“For you are a holy people to the Lord your God; the Lord your God has chosen you to be a people for Himself, a special treasure above all the peoples on the face of the earth. Deuteronomy 7:6 (NKJV)
© 2017 Rachael M Colby Tattoo It On Your Heart
5 thoughts on “Broken”
It hurts to be broken. So grateful our Potter isn’t afraid to be cut by my shards and has a plan to do something good beyond my imagination with them. Grateful for this post, Rachael.
Jesus is a restorer, Pearl. That’s why He likes to show up when things are broken. He makes broken into beautiful. Grateful for you and your anointed writing at http://lookupsometimes.com/
Your closeness with God is evident in your writing and life! You are such a blessing to so many people! Love you!
Thanks! I think I throw to many things away that really bear some importance that I either can’t see…or won’t see – in spite of the fact that a still small voice beckons me…and I ignore it. Oh help me Jesus to answer your call.