Broken Pieces Made Beautiful

I've taken a few weeks off to pause and reflect.  Blogging had become an obsession and I really only want the Lord to my most magnificant obsession.  

Upon my return, I stopped in to see Lynn from Cottage and Creek, one of my favorite places to visit.

Overcome with emotions as I read her thoughts, I decided to share some thoughts of my own...

After tending the shop on Saturday, I was ready for a respite.  One of my forms of entertainment is going to auctions...such a great place to socialize and find some "good, clean fun," as my mama would say.

I left with, in the opinion of my husbnd, "a bunch of junk."  He hates clutter and as you can see my carport is full of what appears to be "junk."

It reminds me of a song that I sang in youth choir as a teenager...

"Something beautiful, something good, all my confusion He understood.  All I had to offer Him was brokenness and strife, but He made something beautiful out of my life.

The verse goes like this..."If ever there were dreams that were lofty and noble, they were my dreams at the start.  And the hope for life's best were the hopes that I harbored down deep in my heart. But my dreams turned to ashes; my castles all crumbled; my fortune turned to loss.  So, I wrapped them up in the rags of my life and laid them at the cross...



And He's making..."Something beautiful, something good.  All my confusion, He understood.  All I had to offer Him was brokeness and strife, but He's making something beautiful out of my life..."

I need to post a sign to all those who pass by, "Under construction."  You see, our lives are like the song goes, many times broken and in need of repair.  What others see as junk, God sees as beauty...Whatever is broken, He will mend. 

Maybe the sign that I wear should be, "He's still working on me."  Because He is.

In a few days, the junk and the clutter will be gone and the finished project will be beautiful.  Isn't that just like God?