Description
Like a jar, I was whole. Tidy on the outside, but too fragile to keep. Then came the cracks. Small, easy to hide at first. Until I shattered, piece by piece, in the hands of people who never intended to keep me from the very beginning. They called me a mistake. And soon, I started calling myself unworthy. For a while, that become my only name. So I ran. From Him. From everyone. Ashamed of who I had become, and the cracks I had gathered from years of being blind. But can someone who is been shattered... still hold love again? What if healing feels heavier than the cracks? And what if God was never angry... just waiting? Started: March 19, 2024 Ended: July 5, 2025 Just a note: I don't own the original photo, everything you see here was created using elements available on Canva.
Broken Vessels
