Fragmenting

I just completed the first chapter in the novel I am writing. In-between organizing and packing up things, so that we can move out of D&D, I'm writing.  The story line flows easily enough, however; the computer has been underlining my sentences, which show me that I have another grammatical error.  I keep getting the message: "fragmented sentence, consider revising." Funny thing, that's how I normally talk! So, I must be fragmented in the normal sense!

 Jesus seems to be augmenting our lives, namely our hearts, so that others can be fed. It's as if we were the loaves and fishes fragmenting and being given to others. Broken, but in a good way.

Normally, I would have been frustrated with all the delays in our plans and needing to stop to help others with their needs, however; I have found a refreshment in letting Jesus lead us. After all,  He is the Good Shepherd.  I have found that by listening to Him,  He has made me to lie down in green pastures. I see His grace flowing in our lives.

 And, like the novel which is a journey unfolding for others to enjoy, our lives also reflect a journey which includes the active participation in the lives of others.

I will always remain fragmented, if I struggle looking for my own pastures to graze on!