It hangs low on the right, unhinged. The pottery drawbar to
the fairytale castle was fixed recently with a kitsugi kit, so in two places
the adhesive is visible as a gold line. So now the drawbar is intact, but it
has slipped its mooring. The castle can again be easily breached by an enemy
force.
May I not assume that yesterday’s corrections and healings
are a forever fix. May I come to God today, in humility and openness, and wait
on his golden glue to repair my brokenness, both new and old.
I ask the Ancient of Days to fix this old soldier so that I
can continue to stand in his strength against whatever would seek to destroy.
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