I remember the first time I visited the Crayola Crayon factory. I also remember the day when I was given the 64 Crayola Crayons box, then I got the box with the sharpener on the side. So many colors, so many possibilities. I also remember hating when my crayon broke because I had pressed to hard. I had to tear the wrapping to get to the color, and putting it back in the box, seemed to leave an emptiness, simply because I could not see the crayon at the bottom of the box.
The resurrection of this childhood memory happened a few days after I celebrated the Resurrection of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. I was in my car, listening to a pastor preach a message on a CD. I was not really listening to it, my focus being on what was happening in the streets. And then I heard him say “…Out of your brokenness, God had multiplied something… now you have something to be able to share with others…God can’t share something out of you until you’ve gone through brokenness…BROKEN CRAYONS STILL COLOR!!!
Even now, as look at the picture, despite the fact that I was hurt, mad and upset that my crayon was broken, it really did still color. I have gone through many broken seasons in my life, broken heart, disappointments, betrayal…When I couldn’t see my way out of situations I put myself in…The pastor reminded me that “Broken Crayons Still Color.” I still have the “same efficacy in me”, my same ability. I still have the power to color and make a brand new picture. God never stripped me of the gifting and talents (the richness and nuances of every hue) that He originally put in me when He created me. My destiny is pre-ordained by God, so it stands to reason that no matter how much I mess up, how many times I fall short, God will still use me, in spite of my brokenness because BROKEN CRAYONS STILL COLOR.
Come Journey with me as I Remove The Veil.