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Friday, April 18, 2014

Five Minute Friday - Glue

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Five Minute Friday

GLUE

This has been one of those days when there doesn’t seem to be enough glue in the world to hold together this shattered and tattered day in the life.  When the pieces are held together in your hands and the slightest bump threatens to send everything flying.

When you take a deep breath and stick your eyes above the edge of the foxhole to spy the enemy.  Just then you are spotted and all opponents shout “Charge!” and run headlong at you with weapons drawn.  It’s been that kind of day.

When you keep telling yourself that this GOOD Friday is feeling like anything but good because your own ugly anger and lack of patience is pushed out at every. Single. Turn.  The Good is obviously not in me, nor in the world.


That’s why we so desperately need that Holy Good that came down and broke apart willingly to be the glue that would put us back together.  Except we were all missing a piece and didn’t realize it until we were attached to the heart of the Savior.  Only then are we whole.  We show cracks and our dirty water leaks out through the cracks when we try to hold a beautiful bouquet.  But hopefully, we become a useful vessel rather than shards that cause more bleeding.



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5 comments:

  1. I love the thought of not realizing that we are all 'missing a piece and didn't realize it until we were attached to the heart of the Savior.' So true! I absolutely LOVE that analogy of binding myself to him and then being attached to him. Thank you!

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    1. Thanks so much. I think that's why so many don't realize they have a need.

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  2. You know, it wasn't until this FMF prompt that I ever thought about Jesus being the glue that holds me together. But really, He is.

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    1. Don't you love how realizations like that come to us out of the blue and after years and years. I think I was a bit the same.

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