A lone egg left in the nest after a season of raising babies. It looked perfect. A little dirty, but not a crack to be found. Perfect. Yet unfruitful.
While we hate hurt. Plead for no pain in our lives. Avoid annoyances at all cost. The fact still remains. Brokenness brings life. No egg ever gave birth to a baby bird by being totally intact. So why do we try to walk away, push away, and flee from the very thing that can bring us life? We fight it with all the strength we have. The irony? Facing it makes us stronger. Facing it brings freedom. Taking it straight on brings life. The more broken you are the bigger your potential to bless the world. Ask the egg. The broken one that leads to chirping in the morning. A fluttering of wings heard nearby. A splash of color in the sky. The whole egg? It can't boast of such magnificence.
I used to think I wasn't broken. Came from a perfect family. Perfect grades. Perfect behavior. That was a lie. Even Christ in His perfectness was broken. You can't bring forth life without it. Christ followed those same rules. Broken to make us whole. Beaten to set us free. Scarred to grant us salvation. The magnitude is almost too much to comprehend. There is no way of getting around it. Facing brokenness brings freedom.
I learned a long time ago life without cracks is a farce. These days I am more broken than whole, but I am not fretting...knowing that God will use it somehow to bring life. He already has. He continues to. He will in the future. Someday the brokenness will take wings and fly.
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Debbie, I used to believe that if I told myself that everything was good; then it would be good. I have people pleasing tendencies, and I don't like people being mad at me. I now know that God has called me to love Him and serve Him, and for that love and service to Him to overflow to love and serve others he has placed in my life. He wouldn't want me constantly worried about if I was making "so-and-so" happy. Thank you for sharing.
I love that... the walls of our shells must be broken apart if life is to come forth.
I was like you, Jo Rose, constantly trying to please people. It just isn't doable.
Dunlizzie...I like your description of "the walls of our shells". :-)
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"Brokenness brings life." What a beautiful analogy, Debbie. Yes, someday we WILL fly to freedom. Thank you for this precious hope.
Beautiful.....I still struggle with being ok with my brokenness..knowing with Jesus we are whole...not perfect but whole....
"The more broken you are the bigger your potential to bless the world."
love this!
Thank you all for your words of encouragement! They are healing words for me.
Great analogy of brokenness leading to life, Debbie. Love this post of hope.
When I'm in the midst of darkness and it's really scary, I just want God to take it away. And He does, to the degree that I can breathe. And then He holds me through the rest. And I know that it's my brokenness that keeps me coming back to Him. He continually makes me new. He has to, because I continually break. But He breathes new life into my weary soul and allows His light to shine through the cracks in my broken life. Knowing that the light coming through the cracks is the light that someone else needs makes it al worth it.
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