I WAS Broken, Too

I Was Broken, Too #4

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Note the operative word in my title: was, past tense. I Was Broken, Too is not a book about pain and disappointment, but hope that grew in spite of it. It’s a story of restored hope that resurrected from a place of darkness and despair.  

Let me state the obvious: brokenness does not disappear. We are not restored to our former place, but to a new place. The scars remain and, really, would you want it any other way? Would you want your pain completely erased, as if it had never happened? As if that person, dream, or place never existed? 

Of course not. That’s why you, me, we will never be the same.

“I will never be the same” is not a statement of despair but of truth. In many ways I am better, deeper, and more grounded.

“I will never be the same” is also a statement of faith when it relies on God’s promise to take all the aspects of my mess and work them together for blessing. (Rom. 8:28) 

“I will never be the same” is even a statement of hope because it acknowledges that something new has happened. Something new is happening. We will never be the same when we agree with the psalmist that our times are in God’s hands and He has great goodness stored up for us. (Ps. 31:15, 19)

I pray that you can (or soon will) say with me, “I was broken, too,” and attest to God’s mending mercy in your life.

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