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Broken Dolls

Broken Dolls

By: T.G. Thornton

“Favour is deceitful and beauty is vain, but a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised.” Proverbs 31:30

Getting prepared for a road trip one day, I instructed my youngest daughter to gather up a few dolls to take with her for entertainment. Knowing she has a full range of choices, I trusted she would pick the most polished doll. Her hair would be in place, her clothes intact and hopefully she’d have some cute little doll shoes on too. Instead, she brought a dirty-faced doll with matted hair, a raggedy basketball jersey outfit on and she was missing a leg!

“Why did you pick her?” I asked, trying to convince her she should leave that little broken down doll and bring another one that was more “suitable” you know, that reflected more of who she is; pretty, clean and neat. My daughter’s only defense was “because I love her, Mommy.” She walked away to find another doll that I would like, disappointed and even a little confused.

If I’d never felt the Holy Spirit before, I felt Him that day. He felt like a slap upside my head. Jesus had once again used a child to demonstrate for us His unconditional love for His broken dolls. The bruised dolls. The dirty dolls. The dolls that have been abused and even neglected. The dolls whose limbs were torn apart, left for dead and all hope was given up on. The beautiful dolls on the outside, who yet struggle with confidence on the inside. Broken Dolls.

I am ever so mindful now that before coming to Christ, I was broken; a sinner in need of a Savior. I thank God for His compassion and His love for me. I’m so grateful Jesus decided to take me on His “road trip” even though I was a mess, all because He loved me. Needless to say, I let the little broken Barbie go on the trip with us, and I saw a manifestation of what the love of Jesus really looks like in the smiling face of my loving child.

I’m going to ask you to do something. Encourage someone else. Surely, you know of a person, a mother, an aunt, a grandmother, a step-mom, a female enemy, etc. who is broken, in need of Jesus love.  I am going to ask that you extend that love. Bless her with a card, a flower or something special that will allow her to experience the manifestation of the love of Jesus through you. After all, one day, you too were a broken doll.

 

Tracy G. Thornton is the author of the Tuesday Morning Encouragement & Co-Pastor of Rapha Kingdom Ministries. You may contact her at www.TracyGale.com or www.RaphaKingdom.org

 

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