written by Anna Shields
A few weeks ago, I was multi-tasking, which is the norm for me. I donít remember exactly what all I was doing but I was in the kitchen and for some strange reason I reached and got the coffee pot and sat it down on the edge of the counter. A little too close to the edge. It fell in the floor and shattered. I was a little frustrated to say the least. Of course, I had to immediately clean up the mess. I had to sweep and try to get all the little shattered broken pieces up and then mop it to make sure I had all the tiny little slivers. I mean this coffee pot must of shattered into a million tiny little pieces. Iíve never seen anything break into so many fragments before.
As I was cleaning up this mess, very unhappy about it, you could probably have seen steam coming out of my ears. I was so mad, saying "WHY did I do that?" And about that time, I heard an inner voice saying "You can be broken and shattered like that coffee pot or you can pull yourself together.
HUH? That sounded kinda mean to me, I mean after all, I did lose the love of my life. Robert was everything to me (and me to him). He was my best friend, my lover, my business partner, my mentor, my dinner date, my masseur, my handy man, my chauffeur my plumber, my mechanic, my electrician, my gardener, the one who would hug me and tell me that everything was going to be okay... You get the idea. We were inseparable. We even got where we thought alike and could finish each otherís sentences. We had really become One.
So what happens when half of the One is no longer there. You are left broken, shattered, depressed, not caring if you live or not. Nothing really matters one way or the other. Things just donít mean anything to you any more.
As the days and weeks, went by the words kept running through my mind. You can be broken and shattered like that coffee pot or you can pull yourself together. WOW! Now I had a choice to make.
If I remained like that pot; broken and shattered, I can be of no use to anyone. I may even get swept up and
thrown away. However, if I pull myself together, I can be of use to Godís kingdom; just like the new coffee pot that I have now has value.
It reminded me of a message I heard one time. You can be pitiful or you can be powerful but you canít be both.
So now every time, things go wrong, and makes me want to just throw up my hands and quit, I just say "Lord, I donít want to be broken any more. I want to pull myself together." And God says to me:
Philippians 4: 13 I can do all things through Christ, which strengtheneth me.
You didnít really think I was going to try it all on my own did you?
How about you? Are you broken? You may not have lost a spouse, but you may have lost a job, your house, your confidence, your sense of well being, or anything else that may make you feel broken and shattered. So do you want to be broken or are you going to pull yourself together? Do you want to be pitiful or powerful?
I do want to thank Everyone for your prayers and please do keep praying for me. I am getting excited about life and looking forward to things again. Does that mean that I donít love or miss Robert any more? Absolutely not. I miss him and love him more than ever but not only do I want to hear The Lord sayMatthew 25: 34 Then shall the King say unto them on his right hand, Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world, I also want to hear Robert say, "Good Job, Baby." I know he would not want me to be broken. He spent his last 20 years on earth trying to make me happy so he certainly would not want me to be down and out.
John 10:10 says that Jesus came so that we might have life and that we might have it more abundantly. I challenge you to have a life more abundantly, but remember the only way you can do that is through Jesus. Thanks for reading.