Broken

This morning was what I’d call a doozy!  I got up and read my Bible as I try to do daily, though I have no perfect attendance record.  Romans was convicting and  heart piercing as usual.  I jotted some notes down in my journal binder about the heart struggles I’ve been facing for awhile now.  He knows.  He’s known way before I’ve written down my hurts what those are or would be.  Broken relationships, scars that are healing, words that were hurtful, my sin, my crosses to bear.  Working through these things with the Lord is hard work.  It causes me to cry some days as I call out to Him to help, comfort and heal me.  Those are precious times with Him.

Have you ever been injured or had surgery that included open wounds?  I have. There aren’t great memories attached to that time in my life either.  I have found comfort in  Scripture and in the imagery it brings to me as I consider these life altering moments.  Today this came to mind…

Psalm 147:3 “He heals the brokenhearted
and binds up their wounds.”

As I was cleaning the kitchen and in thought about what the Lord was showing me today, I dropped my favorite cup.  I treasure this cup and my family knows it.  It’s the one cup I don’t let my boys drink from so they wouldn’t accidentally drop or break it.  It’s special to me because my sister gave it to me.  She may not even remember but, years and years ago when she was in high school or middle school she gave me this mug that had scripture on it.  It’s been special to me because it reminds me of her.  Today I broke off the handle.  I picked up the pieces and set them on the counter and tears started to flow.  My 7 year old was upset for me.  He know how important it was to me.  I dismissed myself from the kitchen and cried in my room. A few minutes later I heard my door open and through my tears, I see Titus coming in holding something in his hands.  He was holding a plate that was Shan’s grandmother’s.  She passed away many years ago and we were given a plate at that time.  I had a similar moment years ago with that plate and oldest son had collected the pieces and taken it to my mom’s house.  They secretly glued my plate back together and he surprised me with it.  So, today…years later Titus remember the plate that was tucked away and brought it to me.  “Mom, remember this plate?  We fixed it for you.  I bet we can fix your cup too.”

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I hugged that boy’s neck and thanked him for his kind, tender heart.  He ministered to me in that moment when I needed him too.  The bigger picture is that God used him to teach me a lesson as well.  Scripture came alive today.  The verses I was already reading and learning, were being illustrated to me in every day life happenings.  Just like that plate was put back together (and maybe the cup), God is doing the same for my life and heart.  He is the Great Physician and Comforter!  He is binding the pieces of my life together.

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I’m not a perfect Christian, mom or wife.  I’m very far from that.  I am reminded of my cracked, glued plate when I think of my own life.  From a distance it can look just fine but, when you get closer you can see the cracks and imperfections.  I love the body of believers at our church for that reason.  They see me up close, imperfections and all and they love me.

If you truly know the Lord and you are reading this today, I’m sure you can relate very well.  He is pruning me and sanctifying my heart.  He is binding wounds and comforting hurts. There is a promise that I am clinging to as I continue to walk this journey with the Lord.

Romans 6:14

For sin will not have dominion over you, since you are not under law but under grace.” (emphasis added)

I am the Lord’s and He is mine.  Sin will NOT have dominion over me or my life.  God made that promise to me in His holy word!  So, I’m smiling through my tears today.  Though my heart is tender, God is working in me. Though I’m unfaithful to God daily, He loves and forgives me.  He is so good.  His Word, my broken treasures and a tenderhearted boy were all teaching me life lessons today.

Facebook-  Home With a Purpose-Jen Griffin

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8 thoughts on “Broken

  1. Thank you. My tears flowed too. God truly does use our life events to teach us. I really like it when He uses our children.

  2. Jennifer, you are a true inspiration to me. You lead me more places than you know…not just to great recipes from THM, but places in my heart and my faith that I long thought were closed off to me. Thank you for sharing your life, and giving me the strength to start sharing mine. My blog should be up and running by the end of the month, and I hope to share it with you at that time. Thanks again, and God bless ❤

  3. Bless your tender heart. I too have moments like this and am sentimental with things as well. Your son is so precious to have reminded you of that plate! By the way I have a multitude of those exact plates! My Mother in law collected those and after her passing we got them. I love them as well and we use them as our everyday set! I think of her daily! I don’t have much of my own sweet mama and cherish what little I do have of her belongings. I also like that your shared that verse in Psalms 147:3! Thank you for sharing! Hugs!

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