Beautifully Broken

I want to be broken.

That’s my prayer for the year; learning to be beautifully broken. I ran across this concept tonight when someone brought it up in a group discussion. More so, it was a prayer on an index card. Something about it stuck in my mind the entire night. While the idea of being “broken” doesn’t sound particularly enjoyable, the thought of being healed by my Maker sounds incredible. My other thought for the night was…You can’t fix something that isn’t broken. God, being the perfect gentleman that He is, won’t break us until we’re ready for it. But in order to make us more like Him, in order to “fix” us, He needs to break us. The breaking isn’t easy; it’s painful, it’s messy, it’s raw. But it’s the healing process, it’s the beauty formed from ashes, the rise of something new and whole, that is life changing. Often times we build up layers around us to protect ourselves from hurt, shame, or rejection. Yet, if we allow God to tear down those layers and expose our true, raw forms, we see the beauty of His creation. Tearing down those layers may be one of the hardest things you’ll ever have to experience, but it is a moment of praise and adoration of God when the walls finally do come down. When you don’t have anything to hide from Christ is when you meet Him face to face, it’s when you feel His arms around you.

So, my prayer this year is to be raw, honest, and open with God. I want to be broken. I want to be healed. I want to be more like Christ.

Let my heart be broken with the things that break God’s heart.