B is for Broken
We’re all broken in one way or another.
Even if you don’t believe in God, or if you’re of another faith, it’s hard to argue that the human race isn’t living up to its potential. We’re not whole, we’re not complete.
The news lets us know that every single day. We’re broken people, some of us more shattered than others.
The good news is that we don’t need to be broken forever. We can pick ourselves up and put the pieces back together… heck, we can help others put their pieces back together, and probably find that we’re more whole after doing so than we were when we tried to do it ourselves.
You know that speech a flight attendant gives about helping someone with their oxygen mask in an emergency only after you’ve secured yours? That doesn’t apply here. In real life, helping someone secure their pieces can often help yours fall right into place.
The world wants us to believe that it’s too late. That things aren’t fixable.
But really, it only takes one piece at a time. Patiently. Slowly.
Brokenness doesn’t have to be permanent.
The sad thing is, it seems that a lot of people believe otherwise.