I wish I would have taken a picture last night when I got home from my Master's class - Gabe had taken Max home for a bath and to settle him down for bed. When I walked in the door they were snuggled into our new chair in the living room, watching TV...so comfortable, clean, and snuggly. My heart could not be more filled with joy at this sight...It made me think back to something Richard mentioned at church on Sunday. He was talking about people being broken. Being so emotionally upset, worn out, exasperated...just broken before God. But then he asked us to look at the stained glass window to his left. Look at the mosiac pattern - do you know how they had to make this window? It was all these tiny broken pieces of glass that they stained different colors and put back together - to make a breath-takingly beautiful pattern.
When we are shattered, broken people, God comes into our lives and picks up the broken pieces, adds color and meaning to each piece...he puts us all back together in a new way we never would have thought of and we become a new and beautiful individual.
I believe I had to be completely broken in order to be who I am today, in order to stop and appreciate the little things like my son and the amazing father figure he now has in his life snuggled up and loving each other. I had to be in my darkest days, I had to suffer the heartache, I had to surrender everything to Him so that I can revel in sunny days like this. So I can look inside myself and find change for the good, see meaning in the small things...
