Has this ever happened to you? You get out your best china to dine with the King, and then crash. The pretty plate has now broken into many little pieces, and you just look up in shock. Disappointed in yourself.
The other day was a broken plate kind of day. Having a lot to say but nothing in particular because every thought was broken. Broken from a flow of grace and broken from the truth that sustains my existence.
The broken plate is more to me than a broken heart. To someone who makes room on their plate daily for more of God, that broken plate is like a shattered mess.
My heart was broken and for silly reasons, nevertheless, it was broken.
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. Psalm 34:18
No, my heart wasn’t broken because of what someone else did to me. This crushing came from my own ambitions. I was crushed to hear my youngest son say to me that he wishes I wasn’t an author. He helped me realize that I have spent way too much time in the passion of writing that I have neglected what has mattered most. My family.
Writing hasn’t always been a passion of mine, however, since I started writing, I haven’t stopped. I am not only working on my second book, but have also started the third and fourth. I have a whirlwind of thoughts that flow on a daily basis.
Yet when my son opened my eyes to the neglect of my family. I was crushed. I was broken and so disappointed in myself for letting my own desires consume me to the point of closing them out of my life.
But our King, as so kindhearted as He is, took out his glue of grace and began to put my plate back together again, and wallah I ate my fill.
Out of His fullness we have all received grace in place of grace already given. John 1:16
Three lessons I learned from the broken plate:
1. If your plate is too full, it is going to break. (You don’t have to say yes to everything and everyone)
2. If your plate is empty of eternal value, it is void of satisfaction. ( Say yes to what matters most, and break off what doesn’t)
3. If your plate is full of self, it needs to be broken. ( Give up your desires and the Lord will give you the desires of your heart, but it always takes surrender)
What is on your plate?
Jodie Dye 
Lovely post, Jodie. I think it’s easy to get consumed with writing. It’s so cathartic! It’s all about finding balance, which can be hard to do but is possible. That’s wonderful that your son felt like he could be honest with you. I know there are days when my balance is off, but I will continue to work on it!
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Yes Abby it is all about balance. Dang I should have said that LOL!
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Being an artist, the first thing I thought when I saw your post title, was how many plates I have broken intentionally so that I could make a mosaic. In the end, the mosaic is as beautiful, or even more beautiful than the original, whole plate. Maybe God breaks my plate so He can put the pieces back together in a more beautiful and useful way….and in a way that only He can. Enjoyed your post, it made me think!
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