Your imperfections are the birth of your healing.
There is a Japanese tale about an emperor, many centuries ago, who dropped a favorite, prized bowl. The bowl shattered into many pieces. Distraught, the emperor sent a messenger on a journey of hundreds of miles to find someone who could repair the bowl. When his precious bowl was returned to the emperor, he was astounded to find that the shards had been adhered together beautifully — and the substance within the cracks contained the dust of gold. The emperor understood that his beloved bowl was now worth infinitely more than it had been before being shattered.
This is the legend behind the Japanese art of Kintugi, or Kintsukuroi — gold joinery/repair. Google “kintsugi images”, and the pictures speak the thousands of words I’d like to say.
This story resonates with so many of us, because we want to dare to hope that the brokenness in our souls can become beautiful. Somehow, someway. We long for what isn’t right to be redeemed, for the scars to become something meaningful.
I wonder if our own yearnings discourage us from choosing the patience we need in order to see that hope spring into healing.
Patience is the best path, because time will reveal what cannot be known in the now: that there is beauty in the brokenness, there is worth in the wreckage, and content in our cracks.
Even without answers, without understanding, without satisfaction or justice.
Often, we expect the meaning to found in all of the above. It isn’t.
The meaning is found in the changes made on the inside of us, the ways we have learned how to be move loving, more faithful, more tenacious, and more open to questions.
“Man is born broken, he lives by mending. The grace of God is the glue.” — Eugene O’Neill
Is the brokenness actually the healing?
Brokenness is not meaninglessness, worthlessness, or good-for-nothing-ness. In fact, it is often the way we reach greater things in life, the way we grow, the way we experience, and in fact, become more whole, complete, and beautiful than before the breaking.
The bad teaches us about good. The pain teaches us about peace. The sickness teaches us about healing. There is an incompleteness of joy without sorrow to contrast against it.
Embrace your brokenness. Believe that your healing is going to be beautiful.