Disassembly Required: God Can't Fix What's Not Broken

What if breaking wasn't a bad thing?

What if was necessary to create the originally intended picture? That would insinuate the picture you previously had wasn't right, wouldn't it?

What if that picture was your life, and you're being broken? And what if that's a good thing?

What if the only way to be mended was to be broken?

Would you submit to that?