The Beauty in Brokenness

While browsing through Facebook the other day, I came across this ad for an app. According to the ad, this app can transform you from “defective” to “flawless” in a simple press of the button (not to mention the monthly app fee of $9.99). It can “give” you abs, tone up those flabby areas and even change your hairline. What caught my eye were the comments beneath the app’s ad. People were loving how they could go from “broken” to “beautiful” in a matter of minutes. One person commented that they’d rather be beautifully fake than flawed and real. There was another person who wrote that maybe people would accept them if they were less broken & bruised – maybe they would be more worthy and deserving of love.

There is no reset button in life where you can erase the past. There is no redo or extra life – like in the digital world in which many people try live. There is no app that can change the bruised and broken areas of your heart.

In the real world we live in, broken and bruised is not seen as beautiful. It is seen as flawed. Flawed is seen as a defective, which means the worth of the object has been greatly depreciated.

In my life, I have broken, bruised and ‘less-than-perfect’ areas – both on a physical and soul level.

Example: All that chocolate I ate as a teen and young adult has come back to get me. I have grey hairs appearing at an alarming rate (or maybe it’s the fact that I haven’t dyed my hair in ages). I have areas where I am insecure. I have to face the fears, anxiety, anger and disappointments. There are areas where I have been offended and harboured unforgiveness. But does this make me less beautiful? Does this make me less desirable or lovable?

The world we live in has created this perception of perfection which is unattainable. It has influenced the true definition of beauty. True beauty is not a celebration of the absence of flaws and imperfections.

In Japan, when an object is broken, it is not tossed aside. Many broken objects are repaired with gold. The gold shows where the brokenness and cracked areas once were. The “flaw” is no longer seen as defective, instead it is appreciated as unique. The gold highlights the uniqueness of the object’s history which adds worth to its beauty. The gold represents a story of strength and resilience.

I have accepted that I, in my human form, am flawed. I have bruised and broken areas. But there is a beauty that has come from being imperfect. My imperfections have allowed me to relate to God in a way that is refreshing – I have come to discover a healer, a mender and a loving God in great depth. He calls me beautiful, loved and worthy. He doesn’t see me as broken. There is something so beautiful in knowing I am loved as I am and not for what I could/should be.

As I have given Him the pieces of my brokenness – He has transformed those areas into beautiful works of glory – like the objects that are restored with the gold. I see myself “shining” more…just like the light that would bounce off the gold-filled cracks in the mended objects.

Next time you see your flaws as ugly, look into a mirror. You might have picked up some bruises along the way, but you have made or are making it through. There is beauty in your brokenness. There is beauty in your resilience and strength. You are worthy of love…from yourself and others. Tend to the places that need your attention in your life but never try hide yourself under a label of being unworthy because you feel broken and bruised.

You are beautiful and worthy as you are! Keep being bold, brave & beautiful.

From my heart to yours

Truly Tazz

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