The first ornament I reached for slipped from my grasp,
fell to the floor,
and shattered.
No big deal.
I have another just like it―a replacement.
As I picked up the pieces,
I thought of how broken things are sometimes easily repaired,
but things which are shattered are hopeless.
God desires our brokenness.
He does not intend for us to be shattered.
He has no replacement.
Give him your brokenness.
For this―
He came!
“He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted . . . to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes.”
―Isaiah 61:1, 3, NIV
