It hurts so Good.

It hurts so good.

Broken Freely

Freely broken.

Brokenness is a posture we render ourselves to daily. It is also, in my experience and as I engage with the Scriptures, a phase where we enter into a desert (or a typhoon) of cloudiness, weariness, “I am spent-ness,” questions, and the vast spectrum of other sentimental emotions.

Being broken freely is to be broken without hindrance. Where you test it out, wrestle it out, shout it out, cry it out… Ladies, it can be the kind of cry where mascara ends up on your forehead, even though all other crying fluids are moving downward. Being broken freely, is a phase of brokenness seemingly deserted of much joy, glee, or whimsy. But it matters and you are seen there (Genesis 16:13, Psalm 139).

I also find it possible that we can live an abundant life, be free indeed (Thank you Jesus) and also be in brokenness with the Lord over our fleshly and soulical ways (those are things like jealousy, fear, angst, anger, lust, insecurity, lying, cheating, slander, pride, etcetcetc). This is to be freely broken. To allow our bodies and souls to be refined like the clay, or cracked within the heat of the kiln (to extend the metaphor), that we might be then re-molded and refashioned or repurposed by the Potter. Oh, how Present our Immanuel is (Isaiah 9:6)!

It hurts so good.

Right where you are.

Can you hear yourself say the words you don’t want to hear?

Get it.

Wrestle it out, like Jacob (Genesis 32).

Join him.

Yearn.

Agree with Him.

Test His Ways like Gideon did (Judges 6-8).

It’s a process to live out of what we know, but you live in victory (Philippians 4:19, Romans 8:37).

Listen for the timing to Include the great cloud of witnesses, Your Fellow Church.

Our humanly (and yet divine) Jesus was broken freely in the garden of Gethsemane praying to His Father for a new assignment (Matthew 26), and He was freely broken when he said, “I know that His commandment is eternal life; therefore the things I speak, I speak just as the Father has told Me” (John 12:50).

It’s beautifully devastating.

It’s profoundly child-like.

It hurts so good.

And when you find The Promised Land on the other side of the desert, you will note that you wouldn’t like to take that journey again, but you will be grateful that you endured. Because now you get to enjoy more intimacy and wholeness with your Best Friend. And He is worth it.

Isaiah 64:8

“But now, O Lord, You are our Father, We are the clay, and You our potter; And all of us are the work of Your hand.”

1 Timothy 6:12
“Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called and about which you made the good confession in the presence of many witnesses.”