Sometimes it is hard to remember, when you are in the good times.
When the world is your playground.
When blessings crowd your feet like leaves fallen on an October day.
You only need to bend down to pick them up.
You forget the scramble. The times when blessings seemed harder to come by. When you chased them falling as the wind blew them back, forth, just out of reach.
These are the times when living is in the listening. Because the scrambling is still happening. If not you, then someone near. Someone near is waiting to catch a blessing.
And that blessing could just be you.
Because we are all of us broken. And the decisions I see played out in my life and the lives of others makes me wonder, "What is wrong with us?"
We are broken together.
Broken people bumping into broken people. Sometimes breaking people.
But there is beauty in the broken together because God uses broken vessels to leak out the love He pours into us until we burst. Broken as He was, so we could be put together- into the people we are in Him alone. Into people who are blessed and blessings because we are together with Him.
Who will catch you today?
Today's post links up with the writers over at Five Minute Friday! Join us for 5 minutes of writing, and reading, and encouraging with today's prompt: Together! I confess- I have absolutely no idea how much time today's post took, or if it even makes sense... Blessed interruptions...