A Broken Love

We can’t make right the universe anymore than broken cogs in an old clock can keep the time.

But we are alright sometimes, even as a broken clock is right twice in a day.

These are the moments we should cherish.

Because even in a broken universe there are moments of joy.

In the darkness we sometimes find the light for which we strive.

In the cold uncertain chaos of the cosmos the warmth of love will sometimes hunt us down.

It is up to us to stand in the light and embrace the warmth.

We are all broken.

We all fear.

We all cry.

Yet we are all so much more than that.

We can choose to be compassionate menders even in our brokenness.

We can choose to be fiercely brave in the face of the fears of another.

We can choose to embrace the sadness of those around us so they do not suffer alone.

We will not always be broken for one day the clock maker will return and restore all of the cogs and gears within his creation.

Until then we can choose to love as if we have already been made right.