Five Minute Friday - Broken

This is my favorite time of the week.  Just breath and write.  What more could you ask for?  Especially when the prompts make me think about all those things in my life that are most important.  Want to join our favorite free writing exercise of the week? It’s easy and open to anyone.

 

1. Write for 5 minutes flat on the prompt: “Broken” with no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.

2. Link back over at Lisa Jo's place and invite others to join in.

3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to please visit the person who linked up before you and encourage them in their comments.

OK, are you ready? Please give me your best five minutes on:::

Broken…

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She plays in the sandbox with her broken toys, yet loves them with all her small heart and doesn't want to see them go.  They are wrapped in casts of first aid tape and lovingly cared for.  It is not her fault that they are old and have been broken.  She loves them anyway and makes dresses for them out of balloons and wrap around material. 
 Someone gave her new toys once.  But the price for those things was so high.  It broke her heart and her spirit to have that happen, so now, finally, she found the courage to give them back and she plays quietly with the old friends that are broken too, just like her.
Life goes on, she is resilient and proud.  She struggles through many trials and finds herself broken again and yet again, put together with invisible tape and pins much like her dolls when she was small.  She still feels broken.  Friends are hard to make.  Her walls are built again and again with the glue of broken trust and promises.  She doesn't trust enough to take them down. 
She finds love and acceptance in the lives and hearts of her children.  They start to mend the broken places inside her and she learns to give to them those things which were lacking in her life.  She learns to give love and acceptance as the glue to hold them together, knowing a Mother's love will help them in their journey and their trials. 
 Finally, she is ready and comes at last to Him.  Laying the broken pieces of herself in His hands.  Trusting Him to find the way to make her who she needs to be.  He takes all the broken parts of her life and mends them with His peace, His acceptance and His eternal love.  For the first time in her life, she finds herself standing whole and warm in His blessings.
 Life can be a difficult journey. Each of us can be broken along the way.  We have heartbreak, tears, sorrow, sin and despair.  Only He can take those broken things and put our hearts together once again.
Only He can change those hearts into something that we never imagined before.
Only He understands the price we paid along our path.
Only He can forgive, and love us in spite of our brokenness and make us whole.
I am not broken anymore.
I am whole in His love.  

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