Everything Breaks

It doesn't matter how new... everything breaks.
This morning I pushed my glass in the water dispenser of my refrigerator, obviously expecting water to go in my glass. It didn't. It went all over the side and down the door. Bummer.
It's less than two years old. But it proves a point..."expect broken."
There is no getting out of it. Unless you live for only a few seconds, you will experience broken.
A storm can take down a house in a matter of minutes. A diagnosis can break your heart in just a few words. Houses need repair. Cars lose value and break. People, as much as it hurts us, have bodies that break down.
We live in a broken world that offers absolutely nothing material that can withstand fire.
We live among a broken people that cannot offer hope through their own mortality.
We watch, curiously expecting perfection, but always suffer disappointment.
With a broken heart, a broken refrigerator, a broken pair of heels that I used to love so much, a broken schedule, a broken toy in the toy box....I give you...no hope of permanent repair.
But thankfully, Jesus can give you hope. Not the cheesy, Bible character that is made up with blush on His cheeks, but the warrior. Who breaks for the greater good. Who breaks us and our toys to give us permanent. He is from a dominion that our futile minds cannot comprehend, a dominion of perfection.
100 years from now I will not be concerned with a broken water dispenser. 100 years from now, my heart with be mended, my faith restored to visible truth, complete...simply not broken. And it will never break again.