Choices for the Broken

Broken seeks out broken for at its core it longs to be understood, to be seen by those who can see past the scars and the wounds and know the pain it feels. Only those who are broken can see and understand. Broken seeks out healed for it longs to find wholeness, to be knit back together in a way that fills the gaping holes with balm. Broken is constantly seeking to find hope and joy and strength. Never does a moment pass where it is resting. To be broken is exhausting and excruciating. We are all broken.

Those who have found healing call out to those who are broken, offering what they believed has helped them to heal. Sometimes they are heard, sometimes they are ignored, sometimes they are simply not understood. Those who have heard work diligently to be healed as well and sometimes they follow a similar path and receive that which their hearts and souls need. Others listen, follow, and yet somehow it never becomes for them what it was for those whom it healed. Following and failing brings more hurt, more wounds. Those who either can’t or won’t hear lie in the dirt and the grime of their suffering and long to be healed.

Each of us can fall into each of these categories at various times throughout our lives. All know the sting of being wounded and the tender bruise of suffering. All of us know what it is like to see and hear of healing and be unable, or unwilling, to follow the path to that healing. All of us know the joy of finding hope and healing, even if in very small degrees.

These words come to me as I ponder where I, and those I love, are in this journey. Is it possible, or even probable, that because of the many different shades and nuances of our lives, we are in more than one category at the exact same time? I think it must be, and I think I must be. That conclusion leaves me with a choice – find a way to follow a path to healing or sit and suffer at whatever perceived and real wounds are haunting me.

Today, I am going to choose to get up. To walk, to seek, to believe that there is hope and there is healing and that though today I am overwhelmed with questions and exhaustion, tonight holds a different possibility. Tomorrow even a different possibility. Right now, there is choosing not to sit in this chair and focus on the negative. Right now, there is standing up and interacting with the people around me. Right now, there is reminding myself of what I believe, who I believe in, and declaring that I am His and He wins. You have choices as well, even when there seem to be none, you have them. He wins – I promise. Declare it. Believe it. I will leave you with the verse I was meditating on today,

“For the Lord your God is living among you.

He is a mighty Savior.

He will take delight in you with gladness.

With His love, He will calm all your fears. He will rejoice over you with joyful songs.”

Zephaniah 3:17

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