Mending the broken..


My grandfather had a tool box and so did my Father. I’ve seen them doing minor repair work at home. As a child, I watched them use tools to mend something broken, which was interesting. I grew up thinking it was a hobby for the men in the family because I never saw my mother doing it.

Now we too have a tool box. Thanks to all these years in the UK that taught me to be independent in handling DIY (do it yourself ) stuff. Anything you buy here, it all comes in pieces, and you need to build them. (—well! That’s a story for another day.)

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It was a beautiful winter morning, and I woke up with a purpose —to mend my Nativity crib. Its roof nearly fell last year, and it almost resembled the manger in Bethlehem, which I pictured in my head from childhood.

Even though I decided to buy a new one initially; my mind had different ideas later.

Replacing the broken is always an easy choice; however, mending them is often the most difficult and probably the most rewarding too.

I tried superglue which didn’t work, then I took the toolbox, which is part of our possessions now. I managed to find some screws, drill a hole and eventually fixed the roof. I was pleased with the outcome, and the child in me smiled with pride.

Sometimes this is all that people need too, I thought. Just a little mend, a pat on the arm or the comfort of a shoulder or even a few minutes and an ear to spare to aid healing.

Coming back to my crib, though it had flaws, it looked perfect despite its imperfections. God could have chosen a better place for his son than the stables. Yet, he picked the raw simplicity and pure humbleness of a manger.

Why? Because He was here for the broken, the wounded, the blind, the sick, and the sinners—Us. He came down to us and became one among us to mend us and uplift us to his heavenly glory.

Much Love ❤️and God Bless 😍😇

~Chinchu Gibu

P.S. We live in a time where things are easily replaceable and values are easily forgotten. Let’s spare some time to mend something/someone that’s/ who’s broken. Just a thought .❤️

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