Day 11 of 31 Days of October – Roses Among The Thorns
She was a gift at Christmas from a co-worker. I loved her at first sight. This grace girl with wings holding a cross. She symbolized so much to me.
Last week she fell off the piano. It was all my fault. My carelessness. When I retrieved her from the dark recesses of the hollow between wall and piano, a wing was broken. Beyond repair, because I didn’t have all the pieces to put her back together whole and new.
Sadness. What to do with her now with a broken wing. Not so pretty. Not so perfect.
After several ideas went through my mind, I placed her back on the piano, broken wing and all. Her imperfections are glaring. But she symbolizes so much to me.
I am that grace girl. Totally dependent on the grace of Jesus Christ whose death on the cross clothed me in a robe of righteousness. I have no wings, though I do long to be more perfect at this age, having served the Lord for so many years.
I am slightly broken and always will be until I am made completely new in my Heavenly home. I will exchange corruption for incorruption. My mortality will be replaced with immortality. And I will be like Him. Oh glorious day!
Of this I am sure, that the One who began His good work in me will go on developing my life until the day of Jesus Christ. But until then, my broken-ness will testify of Christ’s completeness and how He takes me as I am and does not give up on me. He places me where I can display His grace. And somehow through that, He will be glorified.