Brokenness

Brokenness. I guess that is a good word for what I have been experiencing lately. I think that for me the term brokenness is a state of being. Feeling broken. It's a feeling of inadequacy, vulnerability, rawness.

Maybe brokenness is just a realization of present reality, like the present reality that this world is a messed up place.

I don't know what being broken or brokenness means or feels like for you, but for me that is how it feels.

This isn't the type of brokenness that feels hopeless though. It's more of the type of brokenness where I realize my vulnerabilities and thus my deep and daily need for God. God makes my weaknesses okay. Yes, I am inadequate. Yes, I don't always do the best things, but with God none of that matters because he is adequate and without flaw. His perfection fills my imperfect places and makes me whole again.

The old hymn says it best...

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,

That saved a wretch like me.

I once was lost but now am found,

Was blind, but now I see.

T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear.

And Grace, my fears relieved.

How precious did that Grace appear

The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares

I have already come;

'Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far

and Grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me.

His word my hope secures.

He will my shield and portion be,

As long as life endures.

Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,

And mortal life shall cease,

I shall possess within the veil,

A life of joy and peace.

When we've been here ten thousand years

Bright shining as the sun.

We've no less days to sing God's praise

Than when we've first begun.

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,

That saved a wretch like me.

I once was lost but now am found,

Was blind, but now I see.