early in my walk with Christ i thought that the most Godly people were the ones that had it all together. somehow i was mistaken to think that a sincere walk with Christ meant complete normalcy, sanity, and a healed heart.
as i grow closer to God and begin to see things through His eyes, those whose walks i admire most are quite the opposite. it is not the Bible toting and scripture quoting “picture perfect” people who portray the false portrait of perfection that i see Jesus in the most. it is those rare people whose life canvases have been slashed with pain, shattered with weakness, and sit crookedly on the easel of life that i see a mighty Savior. they humbly lay their imperfect pieces on the floor, then allow a Living Savior to graciously gather them up. through their God-centered brokenness they refuse to steal even a glimpse of His glory as He binds their wounds.
they don’t have all the answers. they most certainly don’t have it all together. their hearts may be breaking, but they have a contagious love for a God that delights in genuine brokenness and is ever close to their aching hearts. to see the evidence of being graciously gathered, causes me to question why i don’t more freely lay my broken pieces down.
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