Someone asked me not too long ago if I had ever come to a place of brokenness. A place where I was so wrecked that I could depend on nothing but God and His promises for me. As a people pleaser/”good girl”, I immediately wanted to answer yes, but upon deeper reflection I realized that I had not. Sure, I have been through tough times where I have prayed a little more or tried to up my qt’s (quiet times), but I have never come to a place where I have had to rely solely and completely on the gospel truth and nothing else.
I heard a man speak recently about the concept of worship or what it means to worship something. He said something along the lines of worship can be anything we choose to focus on as a human. We can worship anything that consumes our thoughts, attitudes or behaviors. While these two words “brokenness” and “worship” may seem unconnected, I think that they are actually interdependent when it comes to worship in the sense of faith or the gospel. If we are not broken by our own sin, complacency, inadequacy, fill-in-the-blank-with-whatever-word-that-means-you-don’t-measure-up-here, then can we truly worship the Creator of the Universe?
When we come to a trial in our lives, do we rely on ourselves, others, or the only One who can actually and truly help? I know for me it’s usually myself, then my husband, then God. In that sad hierarchal order. I feel as if I am setting out on a journey. A journey to find out what true brokenness looks like, what it means to truly trust that what the Lord has in store for me is for my good, and what it means to have faith in the midst of the trials of life.
“For the eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth, to show Himself strong on behalf of those whose heart is loyal to Him.” 2 Chronicles 16:9 NKJV
Until next time-
Karly
