Today as I was preparing lunch for my 7 yr. old daughter, we had a bit of a disaster. My daughter Autumn loves to be in the kitchen with me and I very much appreciate her help. Unfortunately, today as she was reaching into the cupboard to grab a plate, the outcome didn’t end so well. All of a sudden, I heard the sound of glass shattering and turned around to see what had happened. Pieces of glass were everywhere, even at the far ends of the kitchen. I immediately ran over to my daughter to make sure that she was okay. I looked her over carefully, making sure that there weren’t any remnants of glass left on her. Then, because she was barefoot, I carried her into the other room and checked her over for any scratches that she may have gotten. Thankfully she was okay, and so with a huge sigh of relief, I then began the tedious process of cleaning up all of the glass.
It didn’t take long for me to notice just how tiny the pieces were. Little slivers littered the countertop and dusted the floor. I tried sweeping, vacuuming, and even mopping; anything to try and get rid of the tiny little shards, which seemed to be embedded into the hardwood floor. The more pieces I picked up, the more pieces I seemed to find. I thought I might never see the end of the mess. Eventually, though, everything was cleaned up. I put all of the cleaning supplies away and decided to finish making lunch. Yet even then… after scouring, dusting, mopping, sweeping, and vacuuming, I still continued to find more remnants of glass.
This little incident reminded me of life, and how so often we face brokenness ourselves. We pick up the pieces and go on, but we never quite seem to be able to find all of the pieces at once. Then, once in a while, we’ll find a piece later on and sometimes it isn’t a very pleasant experience when we do. We often find ourselves wounded when a piece is unexpectedly found. Then we think to ourselves… I thought I had found all of those pieces, I wonder if there are still more left to find? It makes us question whether or not we are really safe from the shards that seem to mar our past. Will we keep finding more? Or is it finally safe to walk around barefoot and freely once again?
Originally posted: April 14, 2016
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So true, so very true.
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It is amazing how you recognize the life lessons in every happening. Thank you for sharing!
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Aww… thank you for reading. Hope you’re doing well. ❤️
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Thank you! Getting there. xx
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Good… ❤️
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I seem to be walking backwards through my blog reader and picking up the pieces I haven’t seen. And so much like the theme of your story today. Every now and then those shattered little pieces, stab us when least expected, but it’s only a jab, like a Doctors needle, and may also be soothing……
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True…. it could be a sliver of good memory that crosses our path. 😉
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I just love this analogy so much! You have described it perfectly!
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Thanks She-Ra… for some reason I just felt like reposting this one today. This actually happened a year ago. 😉
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You could repost it every year, and I would never get tired of it.
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She-Ra, you’re just the sweetest. ❤️
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Great post!
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Thanks Jennie! 🙂
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You’re welcome, Michelle. 🙂
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You draw parallels so beautifully…and, your message is so very timely…the post I wrote today speaks to the very vulnerability you address. Thank you for blessing me with your offering, for it adds to our continued connection and makes me feel hopeful. You are a gift….thanks for sharing 🙂
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Thank you Truly… you are without a doubt, one of the kindest people I know. ❤️
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I believe the same of you! 🙂
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Thanks Truly… love ya! 💛
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Sending love back, my friend 🙂
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We are blessed to have life present us with so many things to discover. With each and every sliver we uncover, we are becoming a stronger cup to encompass all the gifts of life.
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Yes, so very true….
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I love the analogy here, Michelle! Thank goodness Autumn is okay, and that you didn’t get cut yourself. 🙂
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Thank you! And I am too! 😉
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So glad Autumn is ok, and you, too! I have often wondered this very same thing. Do the pieces show up again as a reminder of what not to do, or as a reminder of we should do. Great post, Michelle. really has me thinking!
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Thank you so much Dorinda. I agree… those pieces can really mess with our heads can’t they? Have a great rest of your day. I hope you’re doing alright yourself. ❤
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Yes they can! Thank you, you, too. I’m doing fine 🙂 ❤
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So glad… 😉
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Wonderful thought provoking post x
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Thank you 😊
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Your lesson is a very good parallel to life situations. That’s one reason I’m so thankful that God just forgives – that we don’t have to have all the messes cleaned up. We start over trying to not add to the mess but not charged with the past clean ups. Very good thought well written. Thanks.
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So true… Thank you.
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