A wise person told my sister yesterday, "Everything breaks at some point." For some reason this little tidbit of information penetrated a lot deeper into my heart then I would have expected...
I have come to the intense realization that everything, even the body of Christ, was and will be broken at some point.
But even though everything breaks, not everything can be fixed.
It can be made new, but not fixed as with the original pieces.
This made me so sad for a few brief moments and then I realized something more profound.
Not everything is meant to be fixed.
That means you can enjoy the beauty of brokenness and renewal.
Or it means life holds nothing except brokenness.
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