Monday, March 12, 2012

Broken

Do you remember a time being broken? I sure do. Hardship times with my parents was awful. I remember my body shaking, trembling over my broken heart. I also remember God pulling me up out of the pit, opening my eyes to him, opening my ears to hear him and giving me peace through this time. I am thankfully out of this pit, because of God's grace.

I'm always reading Beth Moore stuff and I came across this:
"Can you remember when you lost your first tooth? Rode your first two-wheeler? Lived through your first day of Junior High? These were monumental experiences, yet you may or may not even recall them. But if I asked about the first experience that shattered your heart, you'd likely remember everything--down to the last detail. Somehow having your heart broken is a class all by itself. But one of the primary reasons God sent His Son to earth was to bring tender salve and relief to those whose hearts have been broken. Binding up the brokenhearted is one of His greatest priorities."

Take a moment a praise God.

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