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Broken Bits

July 2001

They are all broken
It is so sad to realize this widespread dilemma
Little, yet necessary, bits you cannot see
That may or may not disrupt their function
Or large, obvious fractures
Significantly lowering their value
At least to the majority
Who look upon them

So often they can be covered or painted over
So no one will be aware
But someone always knows
And someone else finds out
Either as early as scraping the surface
Or when everything is laid out on the table
So then what?

Oh, they are all broken
Whether new or old
We try to fix them
But often there is no way of knowing how
Oh what can be done?
It hurts to find even one of them is useless
But no solution we ascertain will suffice
Our repairs are only temporary
And we never forget the damage
Often remembering the depreciation

But there is one
Oh, thankfully there is
One who knows everything
Who has refurbished all kinds of damage
And looks upon the results
As ones that are as good as new
Even if they break repeatedly

One that will always try again
Knowing that they are fragile
But if his help is chosen
And trusted with all the intricate pieces
They will be molded
And transformed
And will increase the awareness of him
And Glorify him
Our forgiving Lord

Humans are all damaged
Somewhere in their makeup or upbringing
Or experience
But God loves them all unconditionally
And will mend the broken pieces

As a father has compassion on his children, so the LORD has compassion on those who fear him;
for he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust.

Psalm 103:13-14

Lindy Michelle

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