Of Brokenness, Beauty and Bethlehem

We gather from all walks of life and struggle

The beautiful broken, rejoicing, redeemed

We are not perfect without spot or blemish

But Jesus is; and by His grace we are clean

Guilty by nature, yet pardoned and purchased

By He who became sin without sin

Wonderful wonder; the Babe in the manger

Knew His full mission before Bethlehem

Peace, only God’s peace transcends this world’s trouble

Love, only God’s love can comfort our woe

Hope, only God’s hope offers full assurance

And thus, by the grace of this goodness we go

And so we gather to exalt and worship

Jesus, the author and anchor of faith

We bow before Him in meek adoration

Broken made beautiful in His embrace

Redemption; not of our own works and boasting

Redemption; not by what our hands have done

Redemption; fully and only forever

Through Jesus Christ, God’s Own Beloved Son

© Janet Martin

There is so much broken beauty around us; in nature, in people. As we worshiped on Christmas Eve I was struck once again by the awesomeness of it all.

I hope to post some broken beauty of the storm eventually. (long story; camera troubles etc:)