Hey there all mi amigos y amigas. Well here is just another one of those posts that seems to just come on to me randomly about just thoughts that go through my head. The only way for me to really get these things out of my head is to either one talk about it or two write about it on here. So, tonight or this morning whatever you prefer, I choose to write about it on here like most of the time.
So today, I have just noticed alot of heart-ache and brokenness in this world. Not only just in the world but also in my age group of high school to college age. I see all of the brokenness around us and I look at myself. I see brokenness as well. I see someone who is timid, insecure about his image, and is emotional. I continued to ponder about this today while I was in my driveway shooting baskets and I came to this determination.
WE ARE ALL BROKEN.
Each and everyone of us is broken in our own way, it doesn't matter if it is physically, mentally, emotionally, or spiritually. Each of us has our battles and our brokenness that we carry with us no matter who we are with or where we go. That isn't all that we carry with us though.
We also carry the thought of knowing that we are only human, and even though we are broken that we are PERFECT in the eyes of God. He created each and every cell in our bodies the way he wanted us. He made our personalities the way he wanted. He made our paths of life the way that he wanted. You want to know something else? GOD DOESN'T MAKE MISTAKES!
Perfectly made by an even more PERFECT CREATOR. Since we were perfectly made, then why do I have all of these imperfections? To tell you the truth, God doesn't think that you have any imperfections. We are the ones who make our selves imperfect. We put ourselves down. We bash on each other. We believe the things Satan tells us and falter.
We might not be perfect in each others eyes, but in God's eyes we are the most beautiful and perfect thing he has ever laid his all seeing eyes upon. So, the next time you feel down and broken, look yourself in the mirror and say "I am PERFECTLY IMPERFECT, and I love it that way."
Dear Father, I just ask this morning that you heal all of the brokenness in this world and that you show all of us that we were perfectly made by you. I also ask that you help all of us realize that we are all broken in our own ways, but that our brokenness is a part of us and was perfectly placed by you. I just want you to thank you tonight for showing me that I will never be perfect and that it is okay. I love you and want your almighty power and grace to endure. Amen.
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