About me? Well, I’m Mike to most, Michael to a few, Dad to some, Papi to some, Pastor to others. I have an amazing family – my amazing wife Tori, a bunch by birth, a bunch by marriage, some by choice, and some through foster care. These relationships and all of those that come along with them have been the most powerful tools through which God has been teaching me of His grace.
This is ALMOST the whole Peercy Posse at our most recent family wedding!
This blog is primarily a place to share reflections on those lessons.
I guess that brings me to the name – “Confessions of a Broken Tool.” When I arrived at my most recent ministry position, I told them very plainly that I was damaged goods. I have issues – particularly a struggle with depression. And while that is under control, it is still a part of my journey that has helped me to grow and learn. But brokenness is a part of me. I’m a broken tool.
The amazing thing is that, if you browse the pages of the Bible, you will find that God has accomplished many of His most amazing works using broken tools.
Abraham was too old. Jacob was a cheat. Joseph was just a dreamer. David was an adulterer and a murderer. Solomon, though more wise than any other man in history, would probably be referred to as a sex addict. Elijah dealt with depression.
The list goes on and on.
I confess that my life is a mess in a lot of ways. I’m scarred and broken and stained. But in the hands of the Master Builder, I am useful. I’m not useful because of anything that I am – except that I am His. He uses me just so I can be involved with Him. He does what He wants to do and I get to tag along.
I’m a broken tool. And His grace is sufficient for me.