Some of us possess a past so littered with debris a cleaning crew best come through soon. Or perhaps the other shoe has dropped and crushed the dream world we've successfully built and willingly believed. We've removed our glasses and refused to focus on the sharp angles of the truth.
Everything is far from okay. And what we do next, after grappling and grasping this truth, is what really matters.
Into our clouded vision steps the Healer, beckoning from the sidelines where we've pushed Him. His compassion ushers us closer to the pain. He remains far longer than others would.
Mercy Me-The Hurt & the Healer
Jesus come and break my fear. Wake my heart and take my tears. Find your glory even here. When the hurt and the healer collide.
My own fear of brokenness comes from my lack of control over it. Alone, I can't pick up the pieces and glue them into a semblance of order. But I know the One who can. He holds me tenderly and transforms me into something beautiful in His sight.
He'll do the same for you.