broken things


since sunrise this morning, my day has taken me deeper and deeper into a valley i recognize, but fear... i've gone into it and have come back out of it enough times before to know that i will make it out again perfectly fine... so my fear is purely human, and selfish - my fear is because i do understand what needs to happen once i reach the end of today's journey...

complete surrender bids a person to come and die.
and i have never particularly thought that death was pleasant.

- - -

there are some things in our lives that, if tampered with, if tested, the essence of that thing will be effected and perhaps even changed into something new entirely. physics teaches us this. personal experiences cause us to believe it. for every action, there is a reaction. this is the world in which we live. cause and effect... it is a natural law, and we are bound by it.

so if we acknowledge that natural law, it would hold true then that if something whole is broken, it is no longer whole... it is broken. it's essence has been changed. it can not be whole again.

and if we just accept that law by itself... if we try to live our lives by that law - hope diminishes quickly. you don't have to look very far to see piles and piles of broken things scattered across our lives. broken relationships, broken bodies, broken faith, broken wallets, broken minds, broken hearts... nothing is whole. even flowers eventually wither. even the most solid structures in our world will someday bow to entropy.

so... natural law. yeah.

good luck with that.

- - -

but i believe in a God who can heal.
and i believe in a God who can redeem broken things.

... and can turn crimson into white.
... and can make old things new again.
... and can grow a garden in a wasteland.
... and can bring dead to life.

i believe in a God who can make things whole again... and that is why i am walking into this valley. because i am hoping that once i finally reach its lowest point, He will breath life back into me, as He has done so many times before...

and that He will make me whole again.

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  1. Sometimes knowing that God will build us back up again doesn't make the actual act of being torn down any easier.
    There is hope that and patience that the healing will come (and it will) but still... actually walking thru that valley is tumultuous.

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