“Father, forgive them, for they know not what they are doing.”
And then Jesus breathed his last.
A man in his humanity
Dies on the cross
for our sins.
Jesus, in both his divinity and especially humanity, feels the power of jagged grace; of brokenness. Jesus hung on a cross for our sins. From the manger in Bethlehem, to the cross of calvary, Jesus feels, hears, experiences all that humanity has to offer. As an infant, Jesus wet his diaper. He cried out when he was tired, or hungry or both. Mary held him in her arms and together Mary and Joseph did everything they could to protect their son from harm.
Jesus is the ultimate example of kintsugi (as my friend Lesley said), Jesus knows what it means to be broken and then to be made whole again. It is a hope-filled promise that reminds me, reminds us all that we are not on this journey alone. Jesus too suffered. Jesus was broken and beaten…but then Jesus was made whole by overcoming death and the grave.
As we trust in this promise, we know that we are not alone. Jesus understands and promises to never leave us or forsake us. Jesus pieces us back together and reminds us that we are whole but a little bit more fragile than before. Jesus applies gold laquer over our own cracks to remind us that we are who we are because of our own broken experiences that shape us into who and whose we are.
Because I am one of God’s own kintsugi, and like you are too, we can place ourselves out on the shelf and share our own stories of brokenness. Remembering that in the midst of brokenness, in the midst of jagged grace, we are beautiful precious beloved children of God who calls each and every one of us by name. We are God’s own kintsugi.
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great post tara:)
I have had the 10th Avenue North song “Losing” stuck in my head today. Your post once again reminds me of the song.
Lyrics to a portion of the song below. 🙂
Why do we think that our hate’s gonna break a hard heart
We’re rippin’ arms over wars that don’t need to be fought
‘Cause pride wont let us lay our weapons on the ground
We build our bridges up but it’s just to burn them down
We think our pain is own apologies and get them to stop
Well truth be told it doesn’t matter if their sorry or not
‘Cause freedom comes when we surrender to the sound
Of Your mercy and Your grace, Father, send Your angels down
Oh Father wont you forgive them
They don’t know what they’ve been doin’
Oh Father, give me grace to forgive them
‘Cause I feel like the one losin’
I feel like I’ve been losing
Thank You for sharing this song.
Lovely reflection, Tara.
Love this- the golden lacquer reminds us of who we are and whose we are. Beautiful post, Tara!
Right?!?! And thank you!