You ever have one of those days where the strain of the brokenness around you become painstakingly apparent?
This was one of those days.
I sat on the old yellow linoleum floor, surely a product of the 70s fashion trends, my head leaned against the bathroom vanity, and hot tears pouring down my face.
In the moment it felt as if I literally was unable to catch my breath.
This was my breaking point.
“How did we get so broken?” I whispered allowed amidst the quiet sobs.
You never plan on getting into a screaming fight with your spouse across the dinner table while your wide eyed children look on soaking it all in.
You never dream of a heartache so real that is suffocates you as you walk through the pain of watching one of your own children, or spouse, or friend suffer, knowing there is nothing you can do.
You never look forward with anticipating of how addiction, or discontentment, or financial ruin, or damaged relationships will reek havoc on every moment you thought would be good in life.
You never plan for the brokenness of it all.
But, one day you look around and it feels as if everything around you is crumbling.
So, I pose the questions again: How did we get so broken?
And, when I say we, I mean me. And you.
But, not just me and you.
Look around.
Our society, our world, our people that we love- broken.
And in that moment of overwhelming realization that we are all pretty much a screwed up mess, we could just stay here.
BUT, there is more.
Because once we recognize the brokenness in each one of us, we are on to something. We are on to truth. The truth that we, in our humanity, are in need of fixing. That all of us have somehow in someway sinned and made a mess, and in doing so have distanced ourselves from the only one who can redeem our brokenness.
When we recognize our brokenness, we recognize our need for something more than ourselves. We recognize our DESPERATE need for a Savior.
And, it only gets better from there.
Because the price has already been paid, the plan has already been made, and with one word, forgiveness and redemption begin taking hold of what we thought could not be fixed.
And, so, in the words of the Apostle Paul, today I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power can work through me.
Thank God for a Savior, who came for the broken.
“And, when Jesus heard this, he said to them, “Healthy people do not need a doctor---sick people do. I came not to call those who think they are righteous, but those who know they are sinners.”
Mark 2:17
When was a moment in time where your brokenness became very apparent?
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Thanks for reading , ladies! God is so good and such a reminder that as He loves us in the midst of our broken mess, we too should love others.
And, yes Rebekah, I totally agree. Motherhood is a daily reminder of our brokeness and need for a Savior,
I realize my brokeness most often in my work as a mother. So often, I find myself trying to teach the boys a lesson and then realizing that the lesson was actually more for me than it was for them. Motherhood is hard work and I can't do it apart from God.
I am so grateful for His unending mercy or I would be swallowed up in my brokeness.
I'm broken too, and it's made me realize that I need Christ every minute! Unless I let Christ work in me, I will spew out all this brokenness!
WOW! SO BEAUTIFULLY written! We never plan for life shattering moments but He is always there to redeem them...to redeem us in the brokenness.