How To Fix What’s Broken

I thank God every day for my long-suffering husband. He doesn’t let it rattle him when I get into one of my bad-hair-day-life’s-unfair-and-no-one-love’s-me rants. 
And he’s pretty much learned that what I need during those times is just to be heard. I don’t need Mr. Fix-It.

Besides, when it comes to the deep down wounds, there’s only one place to go for mending. 
Only One who can fix a life.
“For the Lord is the great God,
    the great King above all gods.
In his hand are the depths of the earth,
    and the mountain peaks belong to him.”
Psalm 95:3-4 

Are you singing with me? 
“He’s got the whole world in his hands…”


Did you notice the scripture says that God’s hand holds not only mountain peaks but “the depths of the earth”.


And that’s how it is with our lives.
He holds us through the ups and downs and everything in between.


I have to trust Him to hold me together because, when I try to do it myself, I unravel.

I read a great post about this over at Scooper’s place, A la Mode. (Don’t you love that name?) 

 The truth is, we are human. But in the midst of our mess, bad hair days and all, God is faithful. 

And that is something worth singing about.

All Things New – Finding Our Place

DSCN0203Thank God there is a place for misfits!
Like other Believers, I desire to know how God wants me to use the time and talents given to me. Because I know that,
“Unless the Lord builds the house,
 they labor in vain who build it.” Psalm 127:1
I contemplate the life lessons, the hopes and failures that chip away at the person I thought I was to reveal the person I truly am. And, once again, all roads lead to the One who redeems it all.
 The Holy One who says, “Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.” Isaiah 43:18-19
On Christmas Day, I sat at the kitchen table next to a family member who has been struggling through the pain of a nasty divorce. In her words, I felt the lonely of her wilderness, the thirst of her wasteland wanderings. And I rejoiced as I heard her declare her commitment to God’s calling on her life. To help other young women.
As she poured out her heart, eyes welling with tears, I understood. Even though I had not been through her exact circumstances, I could empathize with the discouragement, hopelessness and despair that she described. Things that tend to draw us closer to God and to our own destiny.
We’ve all been there, haven’t we?
On our knees, crying out to God, humbled by life and our own humanity. Suddenly aware that we can do nothing apart from Him.
That’s when it happens.
Looking up, through our hazy mist of tears, we see the door. The door to the house God is building with all the broken, wandering misfits who have been searching for what seems an eternity for that place of belonging.
And there, next to the Cornerstone, we rest.
Feeling safe.
Finally home.
Today, I am reminded that though we are imperfect. Even though we are awkward, weak and flawed – broken stones, all – God has a place for us in His house.
And that’s where I want to be in 2011.
Right next to the One who is able to “make a way in the wilderness”, showing me the path He wants me to take, “and streams in the wasteland”,providing me with a more fruitful life,
mercifully satisfying the longings of a misfit soul.
I was inspired by a beautiful Audrey Assad song titled “The House You’re Building”. I’ve included the words to the chorus below and you can hear the full song by clicking on the video of Audrey singing a stripped down version of the song for radio. I hope you will listen and be blessed!
“All this time like a vagabond
A homeless stranger, I’ve been wandering
All my life You’ve been calling me to a home
You know I’ve been needing, I’m a broken stone
So lay me in the house You’re building”