Hi readers!
I would love to start off by saying I had absolutely no intention of writing about anything truly personal for my first post. But for some reason this was weighing on my heart to share with you. I'm gonna be talking about being broken. Just the other day Sabrina posted a beautiful post titled, Embracing the Broken Pieces, where she shared her brokenness and the love of God that a sweet woman showed her! After reading her piece I knew for sure I was supposed to share this. Because Sabrina is not the only one to ever feel broken.
My story of brokenness begins in early high school when I injured my back. I was in pain at all times. I wasn't able to find any way to end the pain. I would lay and sit in so many weird positions in hopes of finding some relief. If you had seen me back then you would have thought I was attempting some very unique yoga poses. I had many doctors visits and tests before they settled with sending me to a chiropractor three times a …show more content…
It's a beautiful sight to see so many young hearts yearning for God. As I watched them I couldn't help but wonder if their parents knew how lucky they were to have these children. I couldn't help but think of the mother of the young high school student I had taken in. I suddenly felt so upset and angry by the unfairness of it all; by the idea that I would never get to watch my child worship like this. Every feeling I had had about my seemingly unfair brokenness swelled up at once and I felt like I couldn't even stay in the room. I slipped out the back door and just stood outside and prayed a prayer I should have a long time ago. I simply said, "Why God? Why? This isn't fair!" The feeling I felt after that was a peace that I will never be able to describe. I audibly heard the Lord tell me, "You are not broken. You are made whole in me." That moment changed how I saw
I would love to start off by saying I had absolutely no intention of writing about anything truly personal for my first post. But for some reason this was weighing on my heart to share with you. I'm gonna be talking about being broken. Just the other day Sabrina posted a beautiful post titled, Embracing the Broken Pieces, where she shared her brokenness and the love of God that a sweet woman showed her! After reading her piece I knew for sure I was supposed to share this. Because Sabrina is not the only one to ever feel broken.
My story of brokenness begins in early high school when I injured my back. I was in pain at all times. I wasn't able to find any way to end the pain. I would lay and sit in so many weird positions in hopes of finding some relief. If you had seen me back then you would have thought I was attempting some very unique yoga poses. I had many doctors visits and tests before they settled with sending me to a chiropractor three times a …show more content…
It's a beautiful sight to see so many young hearts yearning for God. As I watched them I couldn't help but wonder if their parents knew how lucky they were to have these children. I couldn't help but think of the mother of the young high school student I had taken in. I suddenly felt so upset and angry by the unfairness of it all; by the idea that I would never get to watch my child worship like this. Every feeling I had had about my seemingly unfair brokenness swelled up at once and I felt like I couldn't even stay in the room. I slipped out the back door and just stood outside and prayed a prayer I should have a long time ago. I simply said, "Why God? Why? This isn't fair!" The feeling I felt after that was a peace that I will never be able to describe. I audibly heard the Lord tell me, "You are not broken. You are made whole in me." That moment changed how I saw