beg to break.

the world is broken. look around. it's inescapable. it's prolific. today commemorates the twin tower tragedy in nyc. this brokenness made unquestionably devoted muslims kill themselves & 3,500 others in a "holy act" & it's this same brokenness that fuels a christian pastors plan to burn the koran on his church lawn.  these acts of devotion are rooted in the same pride that i hope, breaks us all. pride destroys. out of this destruction result only two options - repentance, new birth & growth or an ever increasing, more profound pride breeding more evil that inevitably kills. 

my sense of Hope isn't lost amongst this brokenness - it makes me cling to It all the more. i want to cry out to those who scoff at It and beg them to reach for It. but still, He is here. He works quietly amidst brokenness, piecing lives, hearts, and minds together despite appearances. not always in the way i imagine or plan, but in Perfection. 

the inward part of a man is said to be broken and crushed when his sinful nature is broken, his ungodly self slain, his impenetrable hardness softened, his haughty vain glorying of pride brought low. in fact, when he becomes as nothing in himself, and when God is everything to him, that’s when he is broken. when God gets us alone through suffering, heartbreak, trials, disappointments, sickness, or by thwarted desires, or a broken friendship, when He gets us absolutely alone, and we are totally speechless, unable to ask even one question, then He begins to teach us

(chambers)

so today i pray for brokenness in the lives of every soul. brokenness resulting in a hurt they never could have carried alone and an outcome they never could predict.  brokenness that leads to the Cross.