One perfect symptom of this state of brokenness for me is I always cry. I Never Use To Cry….. Ever. I never use to cry…..and in actuality I had a bit of pride in this fact. I liked such words as “Stoic” and “Strong” and therefore like when they were associated with me. Movies moved me, but not a single tear would escape, but now the simplest of speeches will move me to tears. A profound quote in a book, insightful song and literally every time I walk into the presence of God cause me to “well-up”. I don’t think that it’s that I’ve just now discovered my “feminine side.” No. It’s that God has broken me…..
It’s funny; here in that comes to mind. You know the piggy bank we had when we were little, that had no cork hidden in the bottom, but instead the only way to gain access to the money you had been saving was to physically break the piggy. This simple truth would cause you to think twice before accessing the worth that was inside. Sometimes, I think God uses life that way on us. The potential that God has put inside of us is valuable. He uses “life” to break us in order to get at what is valuable. Yet, not only does brokenness physically release the potential within us, but it provides a second revelation. Just as the action of breaking the piggy bank demonstrates that the contents of the bank are more valuable than the bank itself. I honestly think that maybe part of the purpose of the breaking process is to reveal the true value that is within.... to ourselves. God sees us not as we are, but as we are supposed to be... He wants to help us to see the same.
God has broken me in order that my true potential can be released from within me. The good news amidst the brokenness… is that God promises to complete the work that he begun in us (Phil. 1:6). And in fact, like Paul in 2 Corinthians, we may be broken, yet we will not be crushed.
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I feel as if I have just had someone explain to me what God has been doing in my life for these past 4 years. I never understood my brokeness, my constant learning, or my tears. I chalked it up to a "loose" gene or some flaw, all the time knowing that it was because God has made me sensitive to Him and His presence.
And now a new perspective. Once I "came back" to Christ, I became sensitive to His spirit... I know that. Simple beauty, simple words, simple love strike a resounding chord in my heart! And although people expect sensitivity from me, although I have begged for God to turn the 'faucet' off, I also thank Him for being so close to me that He is showing me who I am supposed to be In HIM!
I even relate to the back to back seasons you refer to... although I've long been trying to understand the seasons and make sense of them. It does feel as if I have an outside view of what I am learning. Almost as if God has allowed me to be in a perpetual state of this brokeness so that I am sensitive to His love and His direction in my life.
Thank you sweet friend, for sharing your thoughts... your heart! You are a blessing beyond anything you could know!
xoxo
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