Today I was commissioned to clean up my next door neighbors shattered glass table top. It had been carried by the wind and broken all over grass. As I was picking up the shards of safety glass and combing through the long leaves of grass it occured to me that the word "shattered" has gotten a bad wrap. "Shattered pelvis" not good, "shattered hopes" really not good, "shattered mirror" seven years of not good. The word shattered is just plain old not good. What if we gave the word "shattered" a makeover? What if instead of associating it with something bad we turned it around and associated it with something good? "Shattered doubt" that would be nice, "shattered fear" sounds pretty good to me, "shattered heart for the people in need around the world" now we're talking. My heart is shattered for those around the world who need not only a helping hand but also the redemption and love that Christ can bring. In addition to revamping the word "shattered" what if we also helped save the world? What if we went out and helped the shattered hearts of the world? So that's some of the thoughts that occured to me while cleaning up some broken glass today. Thank you for reading and I hope that you'll continue to read throughout this incredible adventure that God has me on.
Peace
