A Cracked Glass of Water

I am a cracked glass.
I've always been a cracked glass,
Was cracked when I was first designed.
They never thought to help recreate me to a new glass,
But constantly using up millions of things
To cover and seal my cracks.
One bump against a hard surface
And I'd CRACK some more!

In order to be a cracked glass full of water,
Water has to be much.
Filling me with small dabs of water
Will never be enough.
So I am a cracked glass.
Though to everyone, I present myself as a sparkling glass,
Seldom giving clues that water is seeping out.
A few know but many don't
And many will never understand.

I am not a clear glass.
You can't see right through me.
But I am made of many designs and colors.
Such art, the helpless, beautiful art that I am.
Hope is what keeps me off the brink of shattering,
In hopes that someday people will understand.
Faith is what keeps me dreaming the un-dreamable.
In faith through my savior I can do the undrinkable.

Without Him I'll alway be a glass that's always been cracked.
I pray that those who kept me cracked will be saved.
For I am thankful while in the world's kitchen cabinet
By Jesus Christ- I am full of living water.
I am spiritually remade.