The Beauty of Broken

2016 has been interesting both personally and collectively for sure. I've noticed several comments and memes on social media casting the year in a negative light. Perhaps a change in point of view might help.  I recently read an interesting article on the art form & philosophy of Japanese Kintsugi. The practice of Kintsugi involves fixing broken pottery with lacquer and a dusting of gold. It treats the breakage and repair of an item as part of it's history giving it meaning and value.  Rather than disguise the broken places it beautifies them. What if we applied this philosophy to the events of this year? What if we allowed the broken places of our lives to be apart of our journey, adding virtue and meaningfulness to our lives?

Kintsugi is not unlike the truth of the Bible. Over and over again we are shown how God rebuilds and renews.

I am forgotten like a dead man, out of mind:

I am like a broken vessel...

Be of good courage!

He shall strengthen you heart

All you who hope in the Lord.

Psalm 31:12, 24

The Lord is near to those who have a broken heart,

And such as have a contrite spirit.

Psalm 34:18

The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit,

A broken and contrite heart-

These, O God, You will not despise.

Psalm 51:17

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ

He is a new creation, old things have passed away;

behold all things have become new.

2 Corinthians 5:17

For this is my blood of the new covenant,

which is shed for many for the remission of sins.

Matthew 26:28

When you look at the small bowl, it is most plain by itself.  But your eyes are then drawn to golden lines and you see beauty. That lustrous gleam becomes the focal point.  The mercy of His spilled blood covers our imperfections and creates something new. When we allow God to fill our brokenness, our lives shine with His glory.  He becomes the center focus. 

This past year for me has had it's moments of brokenness.  In fact when I reflect backwards to when I started this blog there have been different cracks made in the earthen pot of my life.  But in each crevice Jesus has filled it in with healed friendship, provisions of home and job, deep fellowship over His word, sun & sand and other adventures. It is dusted with His glory.  I am thankful and look ahead to the new year in hope of being renewed and made beautiful in my brokenness.

Can I encourage you to do the same?  Put aside anger, disappointment & fear. Bring your broken heart to the foot of the cross.  Lift up your hands in praise for His provision. Let your heart give thanks for the good & the bad. Look for the blessings. Cling to His promise of healing. And let His glory dust your life with gold,

Then He who sat on the throne said, 

"Behold I make all things new."

And He said to me, 

"Write, for these words are faithful and true."

Revelation 21:5

The Difficult Gift

The street light glowed in the dark alley, creating the illusion of warmth in the frozen morning air. I stood there while they loaded the suitcases into the back of the car. Tears that had threatened for the last 24 hours were finally making their escape down my chilled cheeks. It's been fifteen years since we first moved away from family. Fifteen years of goodbyes every Christmas and still my heart aches. It never gets any easier.  I can't help but think of another goodbye, a more heavenly goodbye. It was probably the most difficult goodbye.

A couple of weeks ago the closing song at church spoke of the Creator and His creation rising up to praise Him.  As one of His creation, it stirred my heart with the realization of His gift of life.  With one word He spoke the universe into being. A simple utterance and there was life. Genesis chapter one shows us with the phrase, "Then God said, 'Let there be...'." Unfortunately, a little further into Genesis we find that it was one word that brought death.  Eve said yes. Yes to the fruit. Yes to her curiosity. Yes to her desire. Have you ever wondered why God could create the world by speaking but didn't cure creation of her sin with just one word? God chose the difficult. A difficult solution. A hard goodbye. A sacrifice.

He gave of Himself. God became flesh so that He could be Emmanuel - God with us. He couldn't be that without His act of sacrificial love. He took on our sin and was separated from His Father. He gave the difficult gift so that we could give a simple answer. The same word that first brought death can now bring life.  Yes. Yes, I believe. Yes, I trust. Yes, I give you my heart. When we say yes, Emmanuel is with us in the goodbyes.  He is with us in loss.  He is with us in the hard times. Jesus' difficult gift fills us not with the illusion of warmth but the heat of eternal life.

In truth, this difficult gift was not too hard for Jesus. He is love and therefore cannot deny His character.  He loves you. The choice was simple.

Greater love has no man than this,

That He lay down His life
John 15:13

As hard as goodbyes are, they most usually lead to a future hello. Jesus now sits at the right hand of the Father, reunited & restored to His rightful place.  He sits in anticipation of His return, a hello for His bride upon His lips. A hard goodbye became a difficult gift and turned into an eternal hello.