Yesterday at church my friend Amy did the offertory music; she chose to sing "Hungry." I had quite a reaction. The combination of her beautiful voice and the profound words touched me deeply. The verse that really struck a chord with me goes like this:
Broken, I run to You
For Your arms are open wide
I am weary, but I know
Your touch restores my life
I can't explain why I felt what I did. Or how it affected me... All I can say is that there is something about brokenness that is beautiful. Yes, it hurts. Yes, it sucks. However, scripture reminds us continually that brokenness is not a bad thing. Psalm 51 says that God will not despise a broken and contrite heart. Psalm 34 tells us that God is near the brokenhearted. Isaiah 61 promises that we will receive beauty for ashes and joy instead of mourning. Do I hate how broken I am right now? Yes! Unequivocally, yes! Do I hope beyond all measure that this is going to bring some healing? Also, yes!
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