Lately I have been thinking a lot about brokenness. Life happens to all of us. And sometimes tragedy strikes and leaves us broken, maybe even shattered.
A broken life, a shattered life is hard.
But life goes on. The sun sets in the evening, and it rises again in the morning. And the cycle of life continues.
At the beginning of each new day we make a decision on how we continue on. Whether it is a conscious decision or not, it is always a decision.
Will I look up or down?
Will I pick up the pieces and move on or not?
Will I become bitter or will I allow healing to take place?
Here are two things I’ve learned from brokenness in my own life:
Sometimes we only crack. We do not break or shatter. We still remain intact. Does it hurt? Of course it does. But because of God’s grace & mercy and His provision of strength we are able to hang on and get through some difficulties with only a few cracks visible.
“One small crack does not mean that you are broken,
it means that you were put to the test and you didn’t fall apart.” Linda Poindexter
Everyone carries scars in one form or another. Some are visible, others are not. Some cracks have been puttied and sanded and painted over. Others have left us with a rough edge. But even that can be mended if surrendered into the loving hands of our God.
There are other times where we do break. The tragedy is too much to bear. We shatter. A tragic event or circumstances break us to pieces…
The Bible tells a story (Gospel of Mark 14) about a woman that came and anointed Jesus with expensive perfume. She brought the perfume in a beautiful alabaster jar. It says, she “broke open the jar” and poured the perfume over Jesus’ head.
This picture of a broken jar reminded me of our brokenness. The question here is:
When we break or shatter, what scent do we release?
Is it precious smelling perfume? Or is it a foul smelling scent?
Unfortunately I have seen it too many times that when we break, when our lives shatter, when we are exposed and vulnerable, the bad & the ugly surface first. Things we thought had been dealt with and filed away appear front and center once again. So many times these foul smelling “things” have nothing to do with our current tragedy. But for some reason or another we are left to deal with them, too.
Cracked. Broken. Shattered.
Whatever state you’re in there is hope! There is a Healer who can help! Call on His name, and He will come to the rescue! He will pick up those broken pieces and make something beautiful out of your and my brokenness.
“O LORD, if you heal me, I will be truly healed;if you save me, I will be truly saved. My praises are for you alone!”
Jeremiah 17:14 (New Living Translation)