In order for a seed to grow, it has to be broken.
My pastor shared this illustration during a very difficult season and I grabbed hold of it for dear life. It was just the hint of hope that I needed to believe there truly could be something beautiful birthed from my brokenness.
At first, being broken doesn’t sound very attractive or seem like anything we would want for ourselves. But for me, somehow I had unwillingly ended up in a pile of broken. My marriage was unraveling at the seams by the second and addiction had cunningly assumed dominance over our lives. At first, I was blinded from the war that waged against my family and just desperately wanted things to be as they were…
But God always has more.
Like the seed, we too have to be broken by God to allow Him to bring forth what has already been planted deep within each of us. The flesh dies hard and so we struggle. When we come to a place where we can submit our lives and present ourselves to Him as clay, then we will begin to feel the Potter’s Hand in our life. This process of growth and refining is where we see the Artist on display.
As you read through scripture this month, look for this story of broken to beautiful and grab hold of the hope found only in God.
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And… a Reading Plan to fit nicely inside your One Table Journal. We went ahead and put two on a page with the hope that you would share!