Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Broken but still usable

"The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; A broken and a contrite heart, 
O God, You will not despise."  Psalm 51:17 (NASB)

Every day, we make our daughters formula. She is on the ketogenic diet, and each of the measurements is very precise in order to keep seizures at bay.

Several of the tools we use are various sizes of measuring cups. 

One of these measuring cups is special - just the right size and hard to find. It has to be ordered, takes a few weeks to arrive in the mail, and not available locally.

And it is made of glass, this measuring cup is fragile.

Recently, after I made girlie's daily food, I put the measuring cup in the sink to be washed, and I accidentally knocked it with another dish (or two, oh my). Let me just admit it, I put it in the sink full of other dishes.

Our fragile measuring cup crackedA long crack down the side appeared along with a chip at the top.

First thing I did was run to the computer to order another one.

But in the time between when the crack happened and when the new one arrives, what do I do?

Use the one I have, of course. With a huge crack down the side and chip in the top, is it still usable?

Praise God! It still held liquid! It still held the formula and did not leak!

The messed up measuring cup still worked. No formula leaked out of the crack.  

It was broken but still usable.

Girlie is a broken vessel, trying to live in a body that does not work, in a body that just won't cooperate.

Yet, God uses her just like she is. With her perfect and pure spirit but broken body, Girlie glorifies God just like she is.

Me too. I'm broken. I'm a broken clay pot.

But my life still holds Jesus, still holds love, still holds hope, even with a big crack down the side.  My brokenness is just not as visible as girlie's, but it is there none-the-less.  

A broken vessel can still glorify God.

Dear God, I thank you for my brokenness. I thank you for my daughter who glorifies You, and teaches me more than I could ever have imagined. I pray that you would bless the moms who need to see You even in the brokenness.

Melanie Durity

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