I heard a sermon on Sunday night that reminded us that a lot of times before we go into a season of being given out to be used by the Lord we go through a season of being broken, like bread.
I keep thinking about that, and what I love about God is that during that time when we are broken, He doesn’t allow us to be broken into crumbs and spread out in such a way that we cannot be whole again. If we are like bread, He continues to hold the 2 pieces in His 2 capable hands the entire time, ensuring that we are well and cared-for, never alone, or truly crumbled; and we are never crushed! Sometimes we feel that way, but all the while, He is holding us. We are in his hands. We are safe, and when it passes, He will use that time of brokenness as a way for us to minster to the people in our lives.
He never lets go!
“He makes me whole again, steering me off worn, hard paths to roads where truth and righteousness echo His name.” Ps. 23:3
You are held,
jamie
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