Linda M. Crate- A Poem

broken windows still emit light

i am broken
but Your light still
shines through me,
and You tell
me of my infinite worth
more than
than rubies and diamonds
carnelian, jasper,
and obsidian;
i am just a candle
but You shine brighter than
the sun
when Your love pours through me,
and i love to make people smile and
encourage them as You
do me—
i am broken,
but You restore me
i am but the clay and You are the
potter molding me
making me so much better than i could ever be
of my own volition
because You want your love to touch
the world,
and so through Your example:
i love.