Cracked, slightly broken
an earthen vessel on a shelf
Awaiting the day of renewal
To once again feel purpose
Cracked, slightly broken
yet this vessel remains together
The wound, although deep, isn't more
Than the handiwork can withstand
Cracked, slightly broken
seemingly forgotten and left to deteriorate
Patiently it sits upon the Potter's shelf
Knowing only He can repair the damage done
Cracked, slightly broken
the earthen vessel is placed upon a table
To be made new, it must let its Maker work
Beautiful once again, but not without going through the fire
Cracked, slightly broken
a heart still beats inside
Striving for beauty, yet
Afraid to trust the Potter and His refining fire
Cracked, slightly broken
the heart continues to fill itself up
All the effort is to no avail
As imitation love seeps through, widening the crevices of pain
Cracked, slightly broken
this heart has had enough
Tired of doing things on its own
She surrenders to her Maker
Cracked, slightly broken
a new experience is felt
Over flowing with love that is true
Love that repairs all past cracks
Cracked, slightly broken
are the hearts of many others
Seeing their pain and knowing true healing
The once crumbling heart ministers to ones as she once was
October 5, 2006
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