This got me to thinking about my own life. I am far from perfect. I would describe myself as broken. However, in all my brokenness, God still picked me and continues to pick me each day no matter how broken I may be. So, as I started gathering some of the broken shells, I realized that being broken does not take away from their beauty. Each one was created by God and when he looks upon it, he does not focus on the brokenness, but on the beauty that is found within.
The same goes for you and I, we may be broken, but to God we are beautiful! Go ahead girl, embrace your brokenness.
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