I’ve learned a lot this past year. I’ve learned that things break. Like dreams and hopes and hearts.
Here’s the thing…
Things do break, but they come back together. Rearranged and combined in new and beautiful ways.
Like a mosaic. The pieces are what make the masterpiece. And each piece has it’s place. Each piece part of the rich tapestry that is me, that is you. That is all of us.
I am grateful for the breaking so that I could put my pieces back together. My mosaic heart. Stronger than before. Stronger because of it. Stronger because what holds it together now, is faith and grace and love.
Works of art don’t just happen. It is through the breaking and the healing and the putting back together…
Until the pieces all fit…and a mosaic masterpiece is born.