See the half finished guitar? Look at it…It’s just a big, beautifully carved piece of wood that is thinking angrily “I’m a weird shape, I’m so empty inside, and I can’t make music. Look at all those other guitars that can make music. What’s wrong with me?” But what that guitar doesn’t realize is that it’s craftsman isn’t done yet…He will give that guitar a strong neck, and a carefully tuned set of strings and play music on it.  The craftsman has a purpose for his craft. 
Just like my craftsman, God, has a purpose for me, his creation.  I’m not broken…I’m just not finished yet.