Be silly, be honest, be kind

With tender touches He takes care of my bumps and bruises, comforts me, and provides healing for my broken heart.

He takes my brokenness and puts me together again.
He gently reminds me that bottom dwelling, and sitting in the midst of shattered glass is not what I have been called to.

He puts me together again, and then provides peace that makes me whole.

He took my sins upon Himself. He, who didn’t deserve to bow down and get his hands dirty in my broken glass, did, for me.
He took my brokenness, and His wounds now heal me.

He always desires for me to be away from the mess.
Away from the bottom, the shattered glass, the danger.

Clear of all the brokenness.
And one by one, piece-by-piece, He is always faithful to put me together again.