LORD, You make me
and You break me
i’m fragile glass
and i’m not in tact
there are sharp cracks
that could be used
to cut and attack
please, put me back together
don’t use crazy glue
use that thing that they do in Japan
use Your ancient ways
to fill each place
with Light and Grace
like resin in gold
a beauty that holds and
makes me a useful cup again
a mosaic of what has been
and once Your Art is done
don’t fill me up
but shelf me long enough
to feel the emptiness
to sit alone and
feel the unknown
and learn from
the new lines
that make me Yours twice
content just to be held
in The Potter’s hands
and if in time
as You see purpose
in Your design
perhaps pour in
something joyful
something warming
something worth holding
to be gladly sipped
sipped from Heaven
© keely myles 💛
may 31, 2017
2 corinthians 4:7
