Being broken is beautiful.
Broken keeps me on my knees.
The refining fire sears through brokenness and makes me new.
The beauty of broken is total dependence on the Creator.
A broken people have broken stories.
Broken binds us together - common is found in the broken.
Broken need not be hidden...
...because when we are open and broken the Spirit flows free.
It is a broken beauty.
Monday, July 9, 2012
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