Broken bottles…

by madiniven

I picked up trash today.

So… four out of my twenty community service hours are done. We cleaned near a local public school.

There was junk everywhere. I can’t even begin to explain what I found…  the trash hidden in the wooded areas was disgusting.

My church cleaned it up. I doubt the people who go to the school will even recognize what we did. Personally… I’m okay with that. I had fun.

I found a ton of broken bottles.The bottles were used up… then carelessly thrown to the ground…and the contact with the ground causes any glass bottle to break.

Let me see if I can get my point across… I feel so totally scattered brained right now!

Okay… So… let me gather my thoughts..

Everyone is a broken bottle….by broken bottle.. I don’t mean everyone in the world is messed up on drugs and all that stuff.  But as a human…. sin is in us. So sin is the thing that broke our bottle…

God is the glue waiting to restore you.

God made us…. We are a bottle… when he made us… we were made to be filled and emptied. But when sin came… our bottles designed by Our Creator were destroyed.

Like…  in  a verse from Psalm 139

“Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out;

you formed me in my mother’s womb.

I thank you, High God—you’re breathtaking!

Body and soul, I am marvelously made!

I worship in adoration—what a creation!”

God MADE you! So then… when we were born into this broken world… we too were broken.

But the God who made you… is waiting to restore you.

I know this may seem scatter-brained… but I think i got my point across…