Have you ever dropped a beautiful glass, and it shattered? It seems like there are a million pieces. How can that ever be put back together, so it is useful again? Have you felt that way? I know I have over the past year. It seems like tiny pieces of yourself are all about. Will we ever be able to be repaired? Sometimes it feels like there is no glue strong enough to repair the devastations life can throw at us. The brokenness can make you unrecognizable, even to yourself. The great suffering, destruction, distress, betrayal, loss, it seems to all become insurmountable. People always say you will heal in time (I do not think they know what to say), but some hurts and circumstances just do not feel like that is possible. The valley gets so dark, and low. You stop living life, you exist. You stop doing things you once loved, and enjoyed so much. I stopped writing, reading, celebrating…….I avoided people I love. The valley can get so bad you stop walking, and you just take a seat there. It seems no one even really noticed the brokenness killing you/me day by day, and minute by minute. Emotions (natural instinctive) can be so strong. Lets be honest, some emotions can make us act crazy! Happiness, sadness, anger, anticipation, fear, loneliness, jealousy, disgust, surprise, and trust.

Christians battle brokenness as well. It is just seldom talked about. It is easier to talk the talk, than walk the walk. That meaning pretending everything is all right. By pretending you do not have to face the giants, and mountains in front of you…….or worry what others will say.

God has called me to keep it real. I am a hot mess at times. I do not always have it together. I fail daily. Honesty is a hard thing to find nowadays. I want my brothers, and sisters in Christ as well as a lost world to know God gave us emotions. It is ok to feel. It is fine to be real. it is natural to have moments, and seasons of brokenness.

As I sit at my desk writing (I write on paper before typing….dating myself). Thinking of the pieces I am still trying to put back together. Which I have had little luck with in my own power. When I give God that broken piece from a betrayal that ripped my heart out, that piece from a loss that seemed I could never bear. He masterfully pieces me back together. In His care I am of use, and so are you.

It is a lie to say we will not have bad days, or a rough sea in this life. So to anyone riding unicorns that toot out sparkles, and slid down rainbows……do not take advice from these people. Life is a journey. We know there will be hard times. That is why we can not stand on our emotions, we must stand on a firm foundation…..God’s word.

When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee: when thou walkest through the fire, thou shalt not be burned; neither shall the flame kindle (scorch) upon thee. Isaiah 43:2

Give God the broken pieces. I myself am a work in progress. I always feel the need to help God….knowing He does not need my assistance. Stay in your word. Stay in prayer. Music does wonders for those broken times in your life. Grab a hold of a “True Godly Friend.” A person that truly loves you, and wants the best for you. In those low times, let them speak life to you. God gave us each other. He made us relational beings. We need each other.

God can fix all of our brokenness. If you are like me you just have to open your blood stained hands, and release those broken pieces to Him. When we allow Him to work, I know he will turn us into an even more magnificent masterpiece than before. That is the love of our Father.