The word itself– doesn’t it sound painful? Maybe pitiful? Like something to run from, right?
And when we do feel it? We hide it. No one can see that we are hurting. That would mean….we aren’t…perfect, yes? So we mask it and pretend as though we are.
But one thing that is so obvious to me as I reflect on my past and my current is that brokenness has been the most beautiful vessel to see His glory displayed.
In fact, brokenness was the very state that His love penetrated the deepest.
Through my pain, He came near and said –You have great PURPOSE.
Through my failure, He reached down to pick me up, while whispering–You can not do this alone.
Through the heartache, He wiped my tears, looked in my eyes and said– I am with you and I am faithful.
Brokenness– it looks a lot like, well, brokenness. Sometimes the pieces go everywhere and other times, it is just a deep crack that prevents the water from staying.
But then? That’s when He rushes in. That’s when, despite the things we stuff in our lives to fill the void, our Maker gently reminds us that He is the only thing that can restore, renew, redeem and repurpose.
Broken? Maybe scary from the outside but oh man, get ready for the floodgates.
Because the abundant life is literally found in the brokenness. In the mess, He sews deep roots of gratitude and we are made better.
So as we seek to run from the cracks, maybe we should let ourselves break and feel and experience those depths. Because there? Wholeness and the abundant life is found.
“For He rescued us from the domain of darkness, and transferred us to the kingdom of His beloved Son, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.” -Colossians 1:13-14