Life Given. Life Shared. We are like jars—fragile, imperfect, cracked by the weight of life. Yet into these broken vessels, God pours His own light. And it is through the very cracks that His glory shines most brightly. Life is not ours to possess; it is entrusted. Every breath is grace, every heartbeat a gift. We are not meant to hoard it but to let it flow—into love, into truth, into healing, into hope. The world chases wealth, believing gold will fill the soul. But the jar of our being was never shaped for riches. It was made for His presence. Only when God fills us does the emptiness turn into radiance. King Solomon, after tasting everything, confessed: “All is meaningless—except to fear God and keep His commandments.” True joy is found not in what we hold, but in what shines through us: His light, spilling out through our brokenness.