Whole

Fit for purpose.

Broken on purpose.

For this purpose.

For he who discards has no regard.

For he who discards has no regard.

For he who discards, shall not be discarded.

For what is is you see now?

For I come to you, I walk into your workshop and ask... what are you working on? I see you repairing that which looks broken, with such joy and delight, with such precision.

Yet what you see is not what you discern.

For I am not repairing or restoring just making something beautiful.

For the broken piece, the discarded piece is all part of my whole.

For it was always part of my design.

It’s like you see a piece of the shell and start crying over that which was broken.

Yet this was always my intent. For the breaking releases freedom, births that which now comes to life.

For it is all part of my process.

For the sprinkles on top of the cake are just a symbol of where I place that which is broken.

For you see the broken piece, I see Africa. The defining piece, the land itself a broken piece with rough edges.

You see one piece is fit for purpose.

Yet what is it you see?

The gap, the one piece that does not fit precisely with another.

For you are looking for like pieces, I am looking for right pieces. For one kind fits better with another kind.

The water fits better with the land.

For so many things are built from broken pieces. For the sleeve is designed on its own to fit the arm. The vest is designed for the torso. Then the tailor brings it all together to suit the person who wears.

For on its own what is the point of the sleeve. Is isolation it appears to suit no purpose. Yet when it is connected at the seam, how it seems makes sense to the observer and the one who wears it.

For you shall walk on the broken path, yet the smooth path, the unique path, the solid path. For it shall have pieces of different shapes and sizes. Without the cement all you see are the broken pieces. Yet when I bring my fullness shall anything be empty, remain broken? Indeed the very concept of broken is so flawed to me.

For that which is discarded is held by me in the highest regard.

For my purpose is to bring wholeness.

For there shall be a great gathering of all that is broken.

For you see the globe of the world and consider it beautiful. Yet does it not contain the broken land and the dispersed water?

Yet my purpose was always to expand and to give everyone a place that flows.

For the broken piece was always designed to be part of a bigger whole.

For you shall step on all anything that is thrown at you. What was discarded by many shall now be part of my path of wholeness.

Zechariah 9:15-17

The Lord of hosts shall defend and protect them; and they shall devour and they shall tread on [their fallen enemies] as on slingstones [that have missed their aim], and they shall drink [of victory] and be noisy and turbulent as from wine and become full like bowls [used to catch the sacrificial blood], like the corners of the [sacrificial] altar.

And the Lord their God will save them on that day as the flock of His people, for they shall be as the [precious] jewels of a crown, lifted high over and shining glitteringly upon His land.

For how great is God’s goodness and how great is His beauty! And how great [He will make Israel’s] goodliness and [Israel’s] beauty! Grain shall make the young men thrive and fresh wine the maidens.

Hold fast to that which is whole. For the two were always designed to become one. Broken apart, yet designed to be drawn together to inhabit the place of intimacy, to celebrate togetherness, to display wholeness from that which was broken.

For you shall be called beautiful, you shall display my wholeness.

Put aside all concepts of brokenness, consider my wholeness. Come together for my three folded card shall not be broken, but shall display my wholeness.

Come together and leave the whole thing to me.