Broken Crayons Still Color

 

Broken Crayons Still Color

Such radiance shines out of You O Lord

Vibrant and colorful things in the middle of our chaos

Beauty in ashes beauty in pain beauty in the hurting

In the heat of the trials colors shine bright

The flourishing life shines in the midst

In the midst of the trial and the heartache

Your power works best in my weakness

When I stop letting things be about me

Your glory lights up the darkest of times

Diamonds from ashes and beauty from chaos

Erase all the dirt that is me and my selfishness 

Replace it with Your beauty and Your glory

Because even broken crayons still color

You use the weak to lead the strong

And You can use the broken to heal

You use every story to bring You glory

Nothing and no one is worthless

Everything has purpose and plan

Even in the darkest of situations

And in the bleakest of moments

You use all things for Your glory 

In my weakness God You are strong

Help me to know that even in brokenness 

I can be used for Your purposes

Because even broken crayons still color