Broken

Shattered glass.

Bent metal.

House blazing.

You can’t put a broken piece of glass back together to make it look the way it was. It is very difficult to rebend metal to regain its original shape. A burnt house can’t be lived in. But all these things can be replaced to look like they used to.

Are we like a piece of glass or metal? Can we be bent? Can we be broken? Yes we can, it has happened to all of us. Things don’t go right, relationships, friends, family, school, jobs, all these things can become bent or broken. Life can break us, it can destroy us. We can be so damaged from relationships that no one wants to be around us anymore. We can break ourselves with addictions. Drugs, alcohol, pornography can tear families apart. Careers can take over your priorities and all of sudden you have lost all that is important to you.

Then at some point you come to the realization that you are broken. It usually happens so slowly that you don’t notice it until it seems like it is too late.

But there is hope. Just like a pane of glass, we can be replaced and fixed. Just like a house, we can be rebuilt. In the beginning, in the garden, life was perfect. Something that we have never seen. Something our parents and grandparents have never seen on this earth. We can’t even imagine what life was like in the garden. It was perfect, then abruptly it ended. It was cursed. That is all that we have known.

The earth is cursed. The world is wicked. People break, we all will break. We are all broken.

Then hope came upon the horizon when Jesus walked on this earth. With each step He took, He left an indentation of hope. Then one day, it happened. What was meant by men as a wicked act, became God’s most glorious act. Jesus died upon the cross. The curse was broken.

But we still hurt, we still break. Christ offers us the hope we need. He promises us that we will live in an Eden again. We will walk with God. We will fellowship with Him. That promises doesn’t start when we physically die, it starts when we die to ourselves. We can be rebuilt. We can be restored. Slowly as we fellowship with Christ upon this earth, we are being restored. If a house burns down, it has to be removed so a new one can be rebuilt. The same goes for us. Rebuilding can be painful. Things need to be broken to be replaced. God is the builder, we are His work. He sees the end, we don’t know what we will be. But we are in good hands. Restoration is part of life. One day the work will be finished. We will then see what it was like in the Garden. It will be indescribable. Words will not do it justice.

Yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.
Isaiah 64:8