Daddy could fix anything. A lawn mower, refrigerator, a sagging floor and a leaky roof. His fixing wasn’t limited to appliances or motors. He fixed earrings and could unravel a tangled delicate bracelet. He had whatever he needed to fix it because he kept every tool he ever owned and every nail, nut and bolt he ever came across.

Photo courtesy of Justin Greene

I’m sure there were plenty of things he couldn’t fix but I didn’t know about it. As he aged Daddy invested less and less time fixing things, like appliances, and would make a call to a repairman.

Older or wiser. Or just tired. He knew when he needed to call someone else who knew more about what needed fixing.

Sometimes like Daddy, I realize there’s nothing more I can do. I have to let go and let someone else who knows better give it a try. Or maybe it’s just time to move out of the way. It may be that I played my part and now someone else has to play a part to finish it.

And there are things I have no business trying to fix in the first place. Like people. God asks that I love people. Not fix them.

God is the ultimate Fixer. He heals broken hearts and mends fractured lives. He restores hope and is the most tender Comforter you’ll ever know. God fixes things. And His specialty is people. Because He touches hearts.

We all have broken parts of our lives. Give it to the One who has everything needed to fix it.

The Lord is close to the brokenhearted, and he saves those whose spirits have been crushed. People who do what is right may have many problems, but the Lord will solve them all. He will protect their very bones; not one of them will be broken.

Psalm 34:18-20

3 thoughts on “Fix

  1. Yes, your Daddy was a fixer, not only with appliances, gadgets, jewelry and etcetera, he helped and fixed things for friends, family, co-workers and strangers. He didn’t fix lives, but he helped in telling so many about God and what He would do in one’s life, only if we ask God into our life and live by his word. Wayne was a wise man, husband and father. I miss him so much.


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