The Broken Vessel
How fleeting the Light can be when shining on a broken vessel…..it feels like the Light gets caught in the many holes of this wee one…
Dropped on the floor, dismissed and dismantled…..so many times….,forsaken and forgotten…the wee one continues to break……
This is what it feels like…..but not always….
During Adoration, the wee one is almost caught into my One Love Jesus, my Grace, My Savior . She is praying for the one love to return to her…. as rain pellets windshield . He is on a love mission for his Dad,….a cancer mission….caring, loving, washing and wiping…..
The wee one carries the heavy baggage of the past…holding it to the broken vessel of her heart, instead of setting it down…at the foot of the Cross of the One Love Jesus, my Grace, my Savior….white knuckled she clasps it,….. letting it go may make it happen again………
During Adoration, her One Love Jesus, Grace and Savior, pours the love of a Heart pierced and spills blood and water into hers……
Intoxicated with this One Love Jesus……she goes forth, as she so desires to…,a channel of the One Love Jesus’ Grace
Until……….
The feelings of being forsaken and forgotten creep in like the darkness of the night…and the blood and water of the One Love Jesus, Grace and Savior spill out of the broken vessel of the wee one’ heart………
Then, vile words spew forth from her….broken and insecure….judging another on the cancer mission….not trusting the one love, given to her by the One Love, Jesus, Grace and Savior…..
Not trusting my One Love Jesus to care for me always……even when my one love is not present.
Vulnerability and darkness have a way of encapsulating you…………….if you allow it, and the wee one did……
Nerves raw, the wee one finds herself screaming at Quiet Son,…..who then , because she is no longer a grace-giver ,pulls him into screaming back at her…..dipping into his own broken vessel……his own baggage carrying heart.
“Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the land” (Matthew 5:5) Meekness, innocence , to be docile, to be a grace-bearer and a grace-giver……..
This is what the wee one longs to BE, for the one love, given to her by the One Love , Jesus, Grace and Savior, and for Quiet Son whom she loves more than her own life.
As darkness gives way to the Light once more, the wee one feels the Light fill the broken vessel, and the blood of the One love Jesus, Grace and Savior spills, and fills up her heart, and His Body nourishes and strengthens….
Tears spilled, sorrows spoken, faces cupped, hugs pressed, hearts forgiven ,and baggage set down at the Cross of my One Love Jesus, Grace and Savior.
In the silence of the heart, the wee one answers the question posed by the One Love Jesus …..with a resounding……..
Yes….. to her Beloved, her One Love Jesus, Grace and Savior……”blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the land” (Matthew 5:5)
As I am filled with YOUR GRACE, my One Love Jesus, Grace and Savior, may I BE………..
Your grace-bearer and grace-giver….to my one love, given to me by the One Love Jesus, and to Quiet Son, gift and love of my life……..
To Dad, and all who are on this cancer mission…caring, and loving..and that the wee one’s GRACE filled heart….the broken vessel filled with YOU, Jesus, my One Love, Grace and Savior, may never spew forth vile words or judgment again.
Everything is Grace,
The wee one