see the beauty in broken things

“I am so tired of waiting.

Aren’t you,

for the world to become good

and beautiful and kind?

Let us take a knife

and cut the world in two—

and see what worms are eating

at the rind.”

– Langston Hughes 

i'm learning to see the beauty in broken things. to be slow to judge all that I see which is broken before me…like shattered pieces on a cold floor is the tragedy i see. 

when will we pick up the pieces and see them as the very ingredients that could lead to healing? 

dreams. dreams. they fill me. i long to see a world redeemed by my beautiful king. 

i'd like to build homes and fill houses with wrapped staircases that people can walk upon for generations. i'd like to see the world prosper where it's been poisoned. i'd like to see the insecure know that they're chosen. i'd love a world where daughters are reconciled with fathers and sons to their mothers. dreams… dreams… they feel so far away, don't they? 

it can be hard to imagine a world that doesn't exist. but, just as difficult is a world where we do nothing about it. 

what if we didn't only imagine it? what if we stopped complaining and used our lives to correct it?

what if we chose to pick up our tools and build what we wish to see? 

that's what dream doers do. they let God come in and rescue them, and use His grace as fuel for redemption of the earth. 

prophetic imaginations, oh how i wish they'd run loose.

equally as important, may our hands grow stronger to work harder than ever to turn imagination into something true. 

everything that's ever existed was birthed from an idea. the difference between dreamers and dream do-ers is execution. 

we must execute. we must "cut the world in two" as langston hughes said. 

envision something different and then do something about it. 

create beauty. multiply what you have, create abundance, and watch your heart soar above all the chaos. 

we need creators to rise, with visions in their minds, and create that which is inconceivable. 

we need a world that's good and kind. we need hearts that are vulnerable and tender towards one another. that run towards the hard because they recognize that running away is even more tougher.

im tired of waiting. i'm ready to start being. i'm ready to start doing the very things I wish i could see. i'm tired of letting tragedy make its mark and not making my mark on it. i'm ready to stand firm, take the pen back, and rewrite a different reality.

so i ask today… will you put down this phone, see the beauty in the broken things and do something about it with me? if so, before you go, pause and take a moment to pray the prayer below. 

prayer:

Lord, let me be a dream doer, not just a dream thinker. when doubt comes, wash it away with faith. give me supernatural creativity paired with innovative thinking. give me order and structure where my mind tends to run wild. let me not be overwhelmed by all the work that must be done, but inspired because you've chosen me too do such wonderful things! let me marvel at everything, get inspired by anything, and pave the way where there hasn't been one. strengthen my hands again and again. when the obstacles come, help me pause before i run. before i run away or make a decision in haste, teach my soul to wait. not to stay idle, but to be invited… into the quiet process. into a process that at times can be agonizing, but always worth it. because as i'm creating new things with my hands, may you make something new in me. 

let my thoughts be pure, honorable, excellent, praiseworthy, and just.

give me a prophetic imagination.

to see the unthinkable. 

and dream the irrational. 

give me hands that can plow. 

and a heart that can be moved.

all for You. 

all to see your redemption come to life in the lives of those who desperately need it. let me see your inspiration light others on fire where they've been stagnant. 

thanks for giving me dreams beyond me.

i love you, Lord.