Thursday, November 6, 2014

BROKEN

Snippet
“God uses broken things. It takes broken soil to produce a crop, 

broken clouds to give rain, broken grain to give bread, broken 

bread to give strength. It is the broken alabaster box that gives 

forth perfume. It is Peter, weeping bitterly, who returns to greater 

power than ever.” ― Vance Havner

Scripture
While Peter was below in the courtyard, one of the servant girls of 

the high priest came by. When she saw Peter warming himself, 

she looked closely at him.

“You also were with that Nazarene, Jesus,” she said.

But he denied it. “I don’t know or understand what you’re talking 

about,” he said, and went out into the entryway.[g]

When the servant girl saw him there, she said again to those 

standing around, “This fellow is one of them.” Again he denied it.

After a little while, those standing near said to Peter, “Surely you 

are one of them, for you are a Galilean.”

He began to call down curses, and he swore to them, “I don’t 

know this man you’re talking about.”

Immediately the rooster crowed the second time.Then Peter 

remembered the word Jesus had spoken to him: “Before the 

rooster crows twice you will disown me three times.” And he 

broke down and wept. Mark 14:66-72 NIV


Song
Rhett Walker Band Broken Man
http://youtu.be/sGQerNjaKW0
I’ve done a little living
Things I ain’t proud of
And my best intentions
They all turn to dust
Burned some bridges, learned some lessons
Made me who I am today
Somewhere between a sinner and saint
I get lost, I get found
Lose my way, but I turn around
Hit my knees, lift a prayer
Once again
Ask for mercy, ask for grace
Then I do the best I can
And I thank God he loves a broken man
Got a couple children
And a wife I love
Their eyes are watching
I don’t want mess this up
I’ve come so far from the man that I was
Still I’ve got so far to go
Holding to the one thing that I know
I get lost, I get found
Lose my way, but I turn around
Hit my knees, lift a prayer
Once again
Ask for mercy, ask for grace
Then I do the best I can
And I thank God he loves a broken man
Somehow I’ve seen heaven
Use the hell I raised
To bring me from the ashes
And show me I can change
Oh, even I can change
I get lost, I get found
Lose my way, but I turn around
Hit my knees, lift a prayer
Once again
Ask for mercy, ask for grace
Then I do the best I can
And I thank God he loves a broken man

Sentence Prayer

Father;

Only you can use a bent stick to hit curve balls straight, out of 


the park. Amen

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