Not a favorite word in my vocabulary...what about yours? I mean who the heck wants something that is broken?
Broken phone w/ a broken screen...uuhhh, nah!
Broken stereo that doesn't play any music...I'll pass!
Broken car that will cost hundreds to repair...I can pedal a bike...oh that's broken too...uhh yeah!!
Why is it humanity and more specifically western civilization looks at the word broken and immediately feels like they were kicked in the mid section?
Why is it when we hear the word brokenness and we immediately think useless...weak?
We equate brokenness with negativity...something that is unuseable (if that's even a word)!
But when it comes to God, that is exactly what He is looking for...brokenness. And if we are to be broken, why are there so few that are broken?
Here is a piece in the book "Tale of 3 Kings" that I have recently re-read...and this piece has been on my mind and I have been thinking about it for about a month now...
God has a university. It's a small school. Few enroll; even fewer graduate. Very, very few indeed. God has this school because he does not have broken men and women. Instead, he has several other types of people. He has people who claim to have God's authority...and don't, and people who claim to be broken...and aren't. And people who do have God's authority, but who are mad and unbroken.
So, question is...have I allowed God to break me? Do I think I am already broken? Have I been broken, not by God, but by circumstances and spears that have pierced me? If I am broken, am I mad?
When a flower pot is broken, I don't think it walks around and brags about it, so I ask myself, do I boast (in a humble way...?) do I boast to myself that I am broken? Do I let other people know that I am broken?
You don't have to convince people that you're broken, they can tell on their own. And I'm not talking about walking around looking like you lost your life long companion...like the Saints just lost the superbowl...like LSU bombed in the National Championship game...oh wait, that happened...anyway, you get my drift.
Broken phone w/ a broken screen...uuhhh, nah!
Broken stereo that doesn't play any music...I'll pass!
Broken car that will cost hundreds to repair...I can pedal a bike...oh that's broken too...uhh yeah!!
Why is it humanity and more specifically western civilization looks at the word broken and immediately feels like they were kicked in the mid section?
Why is it when we hear the word brokenness and we immediately think useless...weak?
We equate brokenness with negativity...something that is unuseable (if that's even a word)!
But when it comes to God, that is exactly what He is looking for...brokenness. And if we are to be broken, why are there so few that are broken?
Here is a piece in the book "Tale of 3 Kings" that I have recently re-read...and this piece has been on my mind and I have been thinking about it for about a month now...
God has a university. It's a small school. Few enroll; even fewer graduate. Very, very few indeed. God has this school because he does not have broken men and women. Instead, he has several other types of people. He has people who claim to have God's authority...and don't, and people who claim to be broken...and aren't. And people who do have God's authority, but who are mad and unbroken.
So, question is...have I allowed God to break me? Do I think I am already broken? Have I been broken, not by God, but by circumstances and spears that have pierced me? If I am broken, am I mad?
When a flower pot is broken, I don't think it walks around and brags about it, so I ask myself, do I boast (in a humble way...?) do I boast to myself that I am broken? Do I let other people know that I am broken?
You don't have to convince people that you're broken, they can tell on their own. And I'm not talking about walking around looking like you lost your life long companion...like the Saints just lost the superbowl...like LSU bombed in the National Championship game...oh wait, that happened...anyway, you get my drift.
I'm talking about humbly walking around (all the while broken) still having a heart that is pure before God...glorifying God everyday, all day.
When you can find out how to do this, let me know.
I have enrolled in the University of Brokenness several times...and just like Gene Edwards puts it in Tale of 3 Kings, I have dropped out, several times!
I'm just glad that God never gives up on me...and continues to chip away at my cold, defensive, sin ridden heart.
So, Lord, may I be broken...not mad and broken, not broken and bragging, not broken and bitter, but broken by your Spirit...not by circumstances, because when I am broken by You, there is always redemption, there is always healing, there is always growth, there is love!
Amen.
When you can find out how to do this, let me know.
I have enrolled in the University of Brokenness several times...and just like Gene Edwards puts it in Tale of 3 Kings, I have dropped out, several times!
I'm just glad that God never gives up on me...and continues to chip away at my cold, defensive, sin ridden heart.
So, Lord, may I be broken...not mad and broken, not broken and bragging, not broken and bitter, but broken by your Spirit...not by circumstances, because when I am broken by You, there is always redemption, there is always healing, there is always growth, there is love!
Amen.
