This is our broken sugar pot. I've no idea how long it's been broken. I wasn't even there when it happened. We could have replaced the pot but there's something about seeing a cracked, battered, weary, held together by tape pot that reminds me that it's ok to be broken. You can still serve your purpose even if you're broken. You can still achieve, still carry, still provide out of your brokeness. Much like how God can use us in spite of our brokeness. I like my broken pot. It reminds me that perfection isn't what we strive for. It's service. This broken pot gives me hope that I will be able to serve even out of my brokeness.
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