Being broken allows me to draw upon the only strength I've ever known. I am incomplete on my own. I can do nothing without God in my life. Things begin to fall apart if I'm unconnected to the Vine (John 15:5). With Him, I'm able to keep my head up, be an encourager, enjoy the mundane things, and He keeps me humble. One of my favorite songs right now is about not being 'alright'...being broken because in those feelings of helplessness, we are called ever so gently to come to the Saviour. He's strong and full of compassion. I was wonderfully made by Him to enjoy fellowship with Him. He absolutely captivates me...sometimes to the point where I just cannot speak. Anyone who knows me knows I love to talk, yet when I'm face to face with Him, I'm just in absolute awe, and words don't seem to do Him justice. How can Someone so perfect love someone so imperfect? How does He see me? Through the eyes of Jesus, of course. Does my heart really grasp what that looks like? I'm hungry to know His heart..what it truly cost to lay down His life for me...
to be continued...
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