Got a zillion thoughts about what it means to be broken flying around my brain and then in the midst of all that I just remembered a song from new wine which we have yet to do at St P’s (hint hint) called
Sweetly Broken
To the cross I look, to the cross I cling
Of it’s suffering I do drink
Of it’s work I do sing
For on it my Savior both bruised and crushed
Showed that God is love
And God is just
Chorus:
At the cross You beckon me
You draw me gently to my knees, and I am
Lost for words, so lost in love,
I’m sweetly broken, wholly surrendered
What a priceless gift, undeserved life
Have I been given
Through Christ crucified
You’ve called me out of death
You’ve called me into life
And I was under Your wrath
Now through the cross I’m reconciled
Chorus:
In awe of the cross I must confess
How wondrous Your redeeming love and
How great is Your faithfulness
Jesus knew all about brokenness. He knows all about my brokenness. We can know that somehow its gonna be alright.