Friday, August 21, 2009

Beyond Repair

That's what she said. She feels she is "beyond repair". I have news for her, for you all. No one is EVER beyond repair.

He repaired me and I was in a very dark place in my life. God came and poured His oil & wine into my life; He picked me up from the ditches where robbers had beaten me and left me for dead (parable of the Good Samaritan), and He cared for me, fixed me up.

None of us are beyond repair. He fixed a girl who didn't care if she lived or died, who drank way too much, who hung out with people who would either protect her or kill her, who felt completely unworthy of her very next breath. Yet she continued to breath because she loved her daughter and knew she had to fight for her. He fixed a girl who ran out on her dad and her brother and sister, and then her mom and step-dad, who struck out at everyone who came near like she was a King Cobra, who felt worthless and broken. He repaired a girl who had so much life taken from her, she decided to give the rest of it away just so it would hurt just that little bit less.

He repaired a girl who had lost her joy, her hope, her purpose, her destiny, her spirit and her ability to love all (but that beautiful blonde reason for living that God had blessed her with). He fixed that. He restored those things unto me.

I am broken again but I know He will fix me. He is the potter and I am the clay. The words from ColdPlay's song "Fix You" keeps coming to mind - only I am not the fixer; I am the one to be fixed.

He can fix you too. You. Are. Not. Beyond. Repair!


Teresa @ Grammy Girlfriend said...

Great post...I have been repaired many times...thank you God!

All My Monkeys said...

Isn't it "great" when you finally come to know that, that you're never "beyond repair"? So life bringing, hope-full, so. incredibly. humbling.