As I was driving to work yesterday, this was one of the songs that was playing:
I’m just a beggar in the presence of a King
I wish I could bring so much more
But if it’s true You use broken things
Then here I am Lord, I’m all Yours
The pages of history they tell me it’s true
That it’s never the perfect;
it’s always the ones with the scars that You use
It’s the rebels and the prodigals;
it’s the humble and the weak
All the misfit heroes You chose
Tell me there’s hope for sinners like me
(Broken Things, Matthew West)
It made me think of this photo I took in Jamaica earlier his month. I had gone outside our room to take a picture of the sunrise. When I looked down at the railing, this gecko couldn’t have been more than a foot away from me. After my initial surprise at it’s closeness, the first thing I noticed was the tail. Not only was it red, the tip was missing.
Thank you God for using us despite our imperfections.