Mended by the Cross

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Monday was my last pottery class and as I carried my final pieces back to be fired, my platter split in the middle.  My instructor helped me make a “cast” to seal the break, but by doing so, helped me to fix my eyes on greater things.

He sat the piece before me and turned it saying,

“Bree, it’s going to be okay. Look at it, it’s in the shape of a cross. We’ll use this to bind up the cracks and see if it can be resurrected.”

Uh, hello goosebumps!  I looked up at him slightly in awe at his use of words and he said,

“Or it could be used as an Easter plate!”

How easily this life makes us feel as paper thin as the bottom of my platter; that one false move and we’re sure to crumble under the pressure.  The weight of the world sometimes seems unbearable.  The pressure of decisions and living our a life of faith, impossible.

And though our surface may bear imperfections and cracks that weaken our stability, we’ve been mended by the cross and the One who bore all our shame.

A 33-year-old man surrendered his body to whips and lashes, climbed up a hill, and bore the humiliation of death upon a cross, so that we wouldn’t have to.  And three days after his lifeless body was placed in a borrowed tomb, He walked out of it fully alive, so we could be too.

For in Christ lives all the fullness of God in a human body.  So you also are complete through your union with Christ, who is the head over every ruler and authority.  – Colossians 2:9-10

We’re all imperfect vessels, fragile and flawed.  But in those moments of weakness is when Jesus steps in and offers His strength.

Each time he said, “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me.  – 2 Corinthians 12:9

His love and grace fill up our empty spaces, forming a cast to allow us to grow stronger and more capable.  He reminds us in those moments of mending that we’re beautiful pieces of art, molded and crafted by the hand of The Master.

Thank for your help with my platter, Robert.

And thank you, Jesus, for making yourself known even in those broken places, when we feel like fragile pieces of clay.

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