So I found this broken pot lying in dirt. Almost instantly I felt a connection. I brought it home and turned it into a Moroccan themed (At least I’d like to think so…) miniature garden.
I realized something. Allah breaks us for a reason. It’s just a matter of time and realization that we are in a much beautiful position for having been broken. That some serious transformation is due.
Today this piece is the center of attraction in my home garden. An eye catcher. Every time someone compliments me for it, I try to remind myself of how this thing was lying in dirt….broken.