Start the clock...
Remembering Your body crushed for us, blood poured out as libation, drink offering to save us from our brokenness.
We are undone by Your grace, broken anew by Your forgiveness.
Daily giving over of lives in a fresh crushing of self.
Like bread, we are crumbs broken to be offering,
manna to others.
Nothing is wasted.
All of our experiences and circumstances used
to help, heal, minister to one another.
Not a crumb left.
Giving of ourselves as You gave so generously for us.
We are the fragile, broken clay pots,
allowing Your light to shine all the brighter
through flaws and cracks.
Help us to stay pliable clay in Your hands,
flexible and ready to be shaped
into vessels of Your choice and design.
Not those You have to break.
Keep reminding us
of Your body broken,
our offering back to You
as shattered lives made new.
Thank you, Lord, for bearing the burden,
being broken for us.