Broken

I am broken,
but in a good way.
I know it might sound odd
to you.
But I am broken.
I hurt, but I'm ok.
In order to become the person
God desires me to be,
I have to become broken.
To die to myself.
To leave all of who I am behind,
 and not let it hinder me
from who I should become.
God's desire for me is more important
than the earthly image and idea that I have for myself.
So here I am beautifully broken.
Ready to be molded into something
more radiant, more like the person
God desires me to be. More like the person I want to be.

Psalm

Have you ever felt like David? I have been reading through Psalm lately and I have noticed that the cries that David pours out into the Psalms are similar to my own cries. He grieves, and rejoices, and pleads to God. He does not hide is guilt and his shame in himself. He just is open with all his insecurities. When I read certain Psalms that he wrote, I can remember times in my life that I have felt the same. David is open about all his anger, his hurt, his pain. I know that I have felt like David.

" We are merely moving shadows, and all our busy rushing ends in nothing. We heap up wealth for someone else to spend. And so, Lord, where do I put my hope? My hope is in you." Psalm 39: 6-7