Volume 65 December 2026-January 2026 : Reality Hub

Ring-a-ring`o roses, a pocket full of posies A-tishoo! A-tishoo! We all fall down…

This nursery rhyme indeed brings back a few treasured moments. When little girls will hold hands, move about in a circle singing all the while and when the song ends, everyone drops to the ground.

Well that`s basically it… we do all ‘fall down` sometimes, we break apart and our hearts muscle aches and sometimes hardens to the point of brokenness. At times it feels as though it`s on the brink of shattering into a million pieces. 

Then it always amazes me how it never does, no matter how much pain it endures. It`s beautiful just how we can take in so much heartache, so much pain and disappointments but our hearts still beat. That`s the creator for you! He made this fragile muscle a ‘`tough cookie``!

I felt so compelled to touch on the issue of brokenness and picking up the pieces, as a lot of the time we walk these streets of life and we are too busy to check if the next person is doing alright, be it a friend or stranger.

We become so preoccupied with life and draw conclusions about people without stopping to understand why they do what they do, and what they have been through or even  how ‘broken` or ‘whole` they may be.

Broken hearted people who usually stay in a state of brokenness might find it hard to see life the way you do or even as a beautiful gift from God, which it is.  

I implore you today to make someone`s life more meaningful when you do sense a bit of brokenness, it could be a dent on their self-esteem, a blemish on their faith, a bend on their emotions, slight bruise on their confidence, or a graze on their vision. We are all fragile pottery, susceptible to a mighty fall. Let`s catch one another.

And if the fall has occurred, let`s gather one another up in love and trust God for beautiful beginnings after a great storm. Picking up the pieces is something we can all help others do. 

Brokenness may have presented itself in your life in the frequency that it has, in the intensity that it has and maybe you have been numbed by the pain, maybe you have learned to deal with it in your own way, maybe you allowed yourself to break beyond breaking point and now lie in a pool of hopelessness. Almost always, shedding a tear is our first natural response to feeling pain.

Some people cry so hard that their waters run dry and they can`t cry anymore, they remain numb and motionless and rigid and stone cold. Some remain so broken up inside that even the way they see life changes altogether. Losing a loved one, betrayal, disappointment in any sense, rejection, abuse and many more of life`s occurrences may stir up this feeling of brokenness inside a human being.

You become so numb, sometimes you`ve just experienced it all and it seems as though nothing could ever be alright again. In any instance there ALWAYS comes a time of picking up the pieces. 

Like a broken vase on the kitchen counter that falls to pieces and the water pours out, and the lovely white roses fall to the floor. We all break apart sometimes. We reach to a point where circumstances in our lives push us to the edge where we become so vulnerable, and so fragile that even the slightest wind can sweep us away.

And as though that is not enough we have to pick up the pieces. This entails dealing with the situation, finding some form of closure and moving on. That is the most difficult part a lot of people fail to do. 

The pressure of having to deal with what is going on in our lives becomes too heavy, too strenuous, sometimes too burdensome and sometimes just too painful.

Getting up from a hard fall cannot be easy, that`s why some chose to lie there next to the puddle of water, the cracked pieces of the broken pottery and the white rose. They simply stare at them and spend time wondering why such could happen to them.

They become so caught up in that trance and never fully awake from it. Some just settle in that labyrinth of their lives. And some crawl and pick up the pieces. We have to all gather up strength to crawl and gather up the pieces.

I always like to make note that I am nowhere near being an expert at such complex issues of life, which I seem to always speak of. My knowledge simply comes from the fact that I am human, and in every way, the capacity for God to fill me up and awaken me to knowledge beyond my own. This is a beautiful understanding that I experience and that which everyone should partake of always. 

I believe God created us in such a way that our main source of life comes from Him and Him alone, because He made us in His likeness. That is why when we lose hope in life and just want to un-feel the pain, we naturally call out to Him, no matter how small our faith is. We often wonder why He has seemingly forsaken us. 

That is not the case, a lot of the time the truth is that we never really drew near to Him. He has always been there, and will always. However we seem detached from

His presence, the beauty of the makeup of our hearts tells a story of His love, together with a mark upon our very hearts that causes us to live in spite of our downfall. So the potter made our hearts, they can never break beyond breaking point because He fashioned them in a way that may be symbolic of a thermostat that responds differently to various temperatures.

You know the story of Humpty dumpty who sat on the great wall? And well of course all the kings` horses and all the Kings men couldn`t put Humpty together again.

Sometimes in life the people around us cannot help us in the way we need, they can only do so much in their capacity as human beings to help us through life.

When you have exhausted your options and you are broken, remember that The Potter (Our Creator) remains there with His arms open wide to make us whole again.

When you have fallen and don`t know how to get up, don`t just stare at your pieces, say a prayer and allow God to pick up the pieces and help you start again. It`s time to start picking up the pieces and living joyfully again. Ends

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