I am more beautiful for having been broken
I know from scripture that there is beauty in a broken spirit, a contrite heart and being humbly and completely sorry for our sin. I know that this is acceptable praise to God. Jeremy Riddle sings, “I’m sweetly broken, wholly surrendered”. But honestly, nothing about the word “broken” sounds sweet, beautiful or acceptable.
Vicki Yohe sings, “Pain, the gift nobody longs for”. Did she just refer to pain as a gift? There’s a fruit of the spirit we totally skip over, “Long Suffering”. Who wants that? I don’t fast and pray and quote scripture, “God, bring me some pain and suffering. Oh, and while You’re at it, please make it last and last and last until my bed is soaked with tears and the pain in more than I can bear”.
From this side of the pain I can see His work. I get a better understanding of what it means to have beauty for ashes, for Him to turn what was meant for harm to be used for my good. When I reflect on the most painful times of my life I realize how my love for the Lord, and realization of His love for me, has developed. I see how I have become more compassionate and less judgmental. I see how I am beginning to learn what it truly means to love others.
If I allow a bad experience to leave me bitter I will have to go through that same type of pain again. The cycle is broken when the weapon isn’t prospering, but instead it’s making me surrender more completely to God, more beautiful for having been broken… sweetly broken.