Beauty in brokenness, but not from the start. Remoulded by the Potter though perceived by others as trash to discard! It once had its use, till life dealt it blows; misused, abused, displaced then replaced, it seemed in the world it no longer had a place!
The Potter saw much more, beauty in brokenness, no other perceived. With the Master touch, value was added where worth had eroded: trashed translated to treasured with the touch divine! Healing and wholeness, infused with light and newness of life! Refined, redefined and filled with new wine.
Highly treasured, greatly favoured! Without the brokenness there would have been no room for the gold that made it bold.
It looked like it would be the perfect dream, starting life with acres of green pasture, evening walks on the farm inhaling fresh clean air! The scenes started to change like a movie being fast forwarded and precious moments seemed uncaptured till gone, not to return. I started learning to cherish life, the greatest gift above all things! I needed more, so I sought the source and got to know it came from Love and with it was always freedom! The rapidly changing scenes, with years speeding by, have been stormy and still, bright and grey, with highs and low! I have found meaningful living is not determined by circumstances but rather by what goes on within. The juice in the heart powers the body, its activities and interactions. Love gives the juice, love gives life, freedom expresses life. I remain passionate about a journey with life, love and liberty! #LoveLifeLiberty
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