Broken Diamonds
What do you think of when you think of diamonds?
Rare?
Expensive?
Beautiful?
Well, you are all those things to God:
Rare, Expensive, and Beautiful.
You are rare because God makes no duplicates. There will only be one you in all of existence.
You are expensive because all the currency in the world could not save you, only the price of blood. And not just any blood, but the blood of
Jesus Christ.
You are beautiful because you are fearfully and wonderfully made in Gods’ image. He took the time to make you exactly the way He wanted to. When He made you in His image, He made nothing short of a masterpiece.
Things will always come to tarnish your desired self-perception as a radiant, perfectly cut diamond.
An uncontrollable circumstance becomes a hairline crack through your center, spanning from
top to bottom.
That one mistake you keep making scrapes you against the grinding wheel every time you make it, causing dulled deformities in your shape.
Each loved one that turns their back on you is a hammer shot on a solid, flat surface. Each shot breaks you into smaller pieces.
You may feel broken-heck, you may be broken, but a cracked, dulled, deformed and broken diamond is still a radiant and perfectly cut diamond in the eyes of God, with no diminished value at all.
What will it take for you to see yourself as God sees you?
Copyright © Evan Mitchell | Year Posted 2017
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