Remade New

Broken pieces shattered laid
Imploded each upon themselves
Scattered, fractured all about
‘Til collected there by Love

“What will I be?” thought the pot
Exposed rawness yawning wide
For all to see its helplessness
All pretenses gone to hide

By struggles shards could not reform
Together as they rightly should
Resigned at last the pot gave up
Waiting for Who only could

There it lay hoping long
‘Til finally dawn its rise began
The pot could rest, it realized
Itself it surely could not mend

Yielding to its Maker true
With complete content and calm
The pot was mended, crafted new
Filled with glorious reborn song

“I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works, And that my soul knows very well.” (see Psalm 139:14 NKJV)

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