Through the Cracks

Through The Cracks: Broken not so Broken... Part 1

I once heard an illustration from my Sensei that never left me...

He said, “Imagine a glass cup, a vessel, covered in cracks.”

Not cracks caused by time or accident, but ones intentionally and deliberately caused by the owner of the vessel, and ones which also HE allowed happen.

At first, it made no sense to me.

Why would anyone damage something so delicate?

Why break what seems like a treasure?

Then he said, “Notice how the liquid inside that vessel begins to flow out—effortlessly. Without the vessel's knowledge. Without its consent. Without its participation.”

That image stuck with me.

And I found myself asking:

Why? What’s the point? Where is this going?

Then he said something that shifted everything for me. This was a few years ago, but I still remember it like it happened yesterday.

He said something that made me stop questioning the tough seasons, and all the moments that felt unbearable… the pain, the confusion, the silent phases that felt like too much to carry.

He said something that made me see those cracks in a different Light.

He said, “The vessel… is you.”

The Purpose of the Cracks

The cracks or breaks?

Those are the scars—marks left from your journey, from the breaking you've experienced along the way.

But here's the key: those cracks (scars) were never meant to be sealed up.

They were left open.

Why?

So that the life within could flow out.

....without your permission,

....without your effort,

....without your understanding.

That liquid—what’s flowing out of you, is the very LIFE of the HOLY ONE.

It’s divine life.

It’s power, it’s truth, and above all, It’s Love.

The Flow You Can’t Control

Sometimes, what we know and what we can do actually limits the flow of that life.

But the cracks… they bypass all of that.

They allow that life to pour out, unstoppable.

And that—honestly—is a good thing.

It reminds me of people like Peter in the Bible.

How his shadow healed the sick.

How, while he was still speaking in Cornelius’ house, the Holy Spirit fell on everyone listening.

These weren’t calculated moments.

They were simply expressions of divine life flowing out—sometimes even without the person realizing it.

It reminds me of people you meet and suddenly…

The atmosphere around you changes.

The heaviness lifts.

Your spirit is stirred.

Not because of what they said, but because of who they are and what they carry.

That’s the God-life at work.

And it flows through the cracks.

Brokenness Isn’t the End—It’s the Beginning

The purpose of the breaking is not to destroy you.

It’s to allow Him—God—to have full expression through your life, your words, your character, your love.

He flows best where there’s less of you in the way.

That liquid flowing from the broken places?

That’s Love. Pure, powerful, and completely divine.

So…

Go through the process of brokenness.

Didn’t you say you wanted to be like Him?

Well, to become like Him, you must die—because that kind of life only comes through death.

It’s only when you die that you truly begin to live.

The more you die, the more that life begins to work in you… and flow through you.

Someone once said,

“Only dead men can carry this life.”

And I believe it’s true.

Sometimes, your most painful scars become the most powerful places of flow.

Let the cracks remain.

Don't cover them up. 

Let the liquid spill.

Let His life find its way out of you.

Even without your consent.

Even without your knowing.