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Mercy Gathers Broken Pieces

All these pieces, Broken and scattered, In mercy gathered, Mended and whole (Broken Vessels, Hillsong)

We awoke in the middle of the night startled by a loud crash. My husband and I raced out of our bedroom to find the source of the intruding noise. Suddenly…the realization hit me with the same alarming shock. Could it be my beloved china plates I had just hung in the dining room? I rushed to confirm if the incident was true, and yes; bone china shards pummeled the hardwood floor and scattered into a million broken pieces.

Have you ever stood and surveyed broken pieces of your life? How could this have happened? How could something so treasured and seasoned with hope suddenly slip from our fingers and fly in slow motion into a heap of fractured fragments? 

I knew how it happened and I was to blame. It’s one thing when accidents randomly happen with no finger to point, but all evidence convicted me as the culprit.

For years I had admired the china plate walls at La Madeline’s french cafe. Delicate china in all shapes, sizes, colors and patterns were arranged into a beautiful wall of art. I dreamed one day I would have a dining room where I could do the same thing and filed the idea in my card catalog of design options. I collected different pieces anticipating the day, and finally the time came to decorate my dining room wall in our new house. I arranged and rearranged the plates on the floor striving for the correct abstract pattern, until finally I had it right and it was time to recreate it on the wall.

It was all going well, until I realized I didn’t have a plate holder big enough for the large blue and white Mikasa plate. Should I WAIT and patiently save and shop for the right one…OR should I Pinterest a DYI idea to make one myself? I had to finish the wall that night, right? I had waited long enough! I had to see it finished NOW–even at the risk of my delicate plate.

My plate hanging DYI solution (as you can imagine) involved my faithful friend, the hot glue gun, along with gorilla tape and a metal key ring. It really LOOKED like a clever idea on Pinterest! Something in my gut told me to wait. This plate is worth too much to risk it. It looked beautiful for almost a week.

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Until it all came crashing down… 

I left the wreckage of the china pieces there for a few days until I could summon the grace to deal with it. I knew the big blue plate was the cause, but I was more disappointed about the small Royal Albert Rose Cameo vintage tea saucer that was my favorite.

Honestly, I left the pieces there in floor because it was symbolic of greater brokenness inside me.  Summer was not generous to us. It brought many emotional surprises that chipped a few pieces off my heart. Circumstances caught me by surprise and slipped through my fingertips in every effort to save them. Sometimes things get dropped, hearts break and best laid plans are forever altered.

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Days passed and I was reminded of my disappointed dishes and I knew I better sweep it up before the sharp-edged slivers injured someone. I’m reminded of a Maya Angelou quote that went something like, “In my pains, I don’t have to be one.” Lord, help me quarantine disappointment and hurt from spreading to others.

My heart jumped as I fully laid my eyes on the pieces. I couldn’t believe what I saw! There in the middle of the brokenness, mercy had gathered my rose saucer. “Lord, I can’t believe you did that!” I cried.

Even in my failure, a pillow of mercy caught my heart.

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I’m reminded how King David tried to collect his broken pieces after “Hurricane Bathsheba”. First he tried to hide them, then he tried to blame others, finally the prophet made him look at them for what they were. Broken human attempts to fix it. 

Psalm 51 portrays King David’s heart break with the prayer, “Have mercy on me O God, according to your unfailing love.”  MERCY. Mercy begins gathering. David repents for his contribution to the broken situation and beautiful mercy and grace appear with a broom. The humbled king gathers his broken pieces of grief, failure and disappointment–ugly and rejected as they appear–and offers it up to the Lord. Here, his altered future BECOMES an ALTAR of presence! 

A broken and a contrite heart—These, O God, You will not despise.” Our brokenness is God’s landing pad for His presence, right there in the middle of the mess! God has promised to be close to the brokenhearted. No matter if our stupid choices broke it or someone else’s. 

“Going through the motions doesn’t please you, a flawless performance is nothing to you. I learned God-worship when my pride was shattered. Heart-shattered lives ready for love don’t for a moment escape God’s notice.” Psalm 51: 16-17 MSG 

As I type this, Hurricane Harvey has thrown a heavy hammer breaking homes, families and lives into unrecognizable pieces. I have friends outside of Houston who were evacuated from their homes today. They wait and pray for a miracle to hold back the river’s crest and turn back the water’s rage to save their homes. What will be saved? What will be broken? Lord, let your mercy begin gathering broken pieces in Houston.

I’m reminded of an old gospel song…

Pick Up The Broken Pieces And Bring Them To The Lord
Pick Up The Broken Pieces Trust In His Holy Word 
He Will Put You Back Together And Make Your Life Complete 
Just Place The Broken Pieces At The Saviors Feet.

You May Feel That There’s No Hope 
Broken Hearts Just Cannot Mend 
Tho Your Torn In Many Pieces 
Christ Can Make You Whole Again. 
Storms Of Doubt Blow All Directions But Don’t Be Afraid. 
God Can Make All Corrections He Made A Body Out Of Clay.

I hung my “mercy” tea saucer back on the wall, thankful for what mercy saved. But for now I’m going to keep a space where the broken blue one was. It can’t be put back together, but I’m trusting for his GRACE to provide another one. In HIS time, not mine. I’m going to cherish the empty space right now as a sign of FAITH for what’s to come. I’m willing to be empty handed to seek what’s in His hand. “Empty handed but not forsaken.”  

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No matter what has caused your broken pieces, there is mercy and grace for your tomorrow. God may choose to mend and repair the pieces, or He may ask you to wait and believe for new provision. Either way, as we give the painful pieces to the Father, mercy gathers and graces provides healing for a hopeful tomorrow. Charles Dickens wrote in the classic novel, Great Expectations, “I have been bent and broken, but I HOPE into a better shape.” 

Mercy gathers and grace provides healing for a hopeful tomorrow. 

Jesus came for broken hearts, will you let him come to yours?

He has sent Me to heal the brokenhearted. Luke 4:18 

 

 

 

 

4 Responses to “Mercy Gathers Broken Pieces”

  1. Unita Honeywell

    What a beautiful message. I was touched my this. MERCY GOD’S MERCY. What a marvelous thought. I also heard a message yesterday about the blood of Jesus. Thank you Kris!!

  2. A couple months ago I was holding a tempered glass shower door to install it. Waited 2 years to purchase it because it was so expensive. Well, knowing that I needed to call somebody to help me, and being impatient, I reached for a screw drive and let the door down where the corner of the glass struck the tile… BOOM, a million pieces! Your post puts a spiritual spin on a costly mistake. Thanks!