Broken Vessel

Posted on 01/03/2016 by Rev. Jennifer L. Faust

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He is the King of Kings
He is the Lord of Lords
His name is Jesus, Jesus,
Jesus, Jesus
O, He is the King!

His name is Jesus, Jesus
sad hearts we've no more
He can heal the broken hearted
open wide the prison door
And He's able to deliver evermore!


I've got a river of life flowing out of me!
Makes the lame to walk, and the blind to see.
Opens prison doors, sets the captives free!
I've got a river of life flowing out of me!

Spring up, O well, within my soul!
Spring up, O well, and make me whole!
Spring up, O well, and give to me
That life abundantly.


I love you, Lord
And I lift my voice
To worship You
Oh, my soul rejoice!
Take joy my King
In what You hear
Let it be a sweet, sweet sound in Your ear

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Broken vessels can have many different cracks or holes that make them broken. Just like us. We are not all broken the same way.

Some of us are broken in spirit. Some of us are broken because we have lost our faith, hope, or are just worn down.

Our brokenness isn't a bad thing. We don't have to be complete in order for God to use us. You know, I used to think I had to be complete, I had to be “all together,” I had to be perfect in order for God to use me.

That's wrong. All I had to do was be willing.

You have no idea what it was like for me to realize that I didn't have to be “all together” or perfect for God to use me.

I could be falling apart before all of you and God could use me!

It made me feel a little like the scarecrow from The Wizard of Oz and how he lost his stuffing, his straw.

I could lose all of my “stuffing” and God could use me. I had only too be willing.

“Here I am, God. Use me.”

If God could use me in my broken, worn, shameful, hurt, bruised, battered, torn, tired, etc. etc. when I thought I was worthless, who am I to say otherwise.

When I think of myself as a broken vessel. I think of the seasons in my life that were wilderness seasons.

Times I was alone and so very thirsty.

The times when I thought God had forsaken me. And I realize...I was never alone. And the oasis wasn't far away.

I think God allows us to be broken vessels so we can see His nature, the way He loves those who no one else could love. The way He gives hope and encouragement to those who need it the most.

It's why He keeps our vessels be a testament of His love for us. A reminder of our past, from where we came.

It's an amazing thing to all God...the Creator of all things to use us for His glory and to sit back and watch His handiwork come to life.

I am still amazed how He wishes me to be a part of his plan.

I mean, I am not a spectacular person. I am this broken vessel...almost a non-vessel. My form is so different and unvessel-like. How could He possibly use me?

I can't understand it. I can't comprehend it.

It is too overwhelming for me.

Don't you understand?!?!?

Don't you get it?!?!

The God! The Creator of all wants to not only know me, but use me in His plan!

I am but a small part of creation. I'm a broken vessel. I leak. I can't even stand up straight.

How much use am I?

But God in His infinite wisdom...He points His finger at me and say “I Chose You!”

How unbelievable is that?!?!?

So unbelievable yet it happened and happens every day!

God points to you, to me. He calls us out. Just like Jesus called out the disciples. Not all of them of course, but just go with it :)

God knows we are tired, worn, torn, etc. etc. and He still wants us.

After the amazement wears off or at least allows us to function a bit, let's remember to give God some thanks. He didn't have to choose us. He wanted to choose us, His beloved.

And that's the whole point. Even though we are broken vessels, we are God's Beloved, his Chosen Ones.

That's reason enough to give Him praise. Reason enough to worship Him. Reason enough to serve Him.

So I bow my knees and vow my eternal love, devotion, my everything to the one who picked me from the broken vessel shelf and put me to use for His plan.

Won't you do the same? Won't you say “Here I am, Lord. Use me?”

This altar is open. Come worship the Creator. Come talk with Him. Be open ti His will for your life.

When you need to leave, please do so reverently.

After this time at the altar, we'll have fellowship in the room up the stairs to your left. All are welcome to come join us over there.

May God Bless you this week. May He who chose you, broken vessel that you are, reveal just how Beloved you are to Him. May His joy overflow in your life. Go in peace!