Beautiful: Broken

We are all broken people. There is no getting around it. Just my thoughts on the matter.

We are all but broken people

Pilfering life as it comes

Getting beaten at every turn

Why is it so hard to accept brokenness

When we ourselves are brokenness in definition

We are all walking billboards of pain

Most hidden some not

Disconnected from each other

So we can be comfortable

Fear drives us to keep our pain hidden

Too afraid that people will love us less

If they knew the truth

Which is mostly true

We fear our brokenness

Because the world wants perfection

But perfection is not truth

In our fear we become disconnected from life

Out main focus becomes perfection

To the public eye

We loose sight of the one who can

And will help us become whole again

Brokenness has one fear

A loving God whose love is beyond compare

If perfect love casts out fear

Then we can no longer

And should no longer fear our brokenness

Brokenness has one master

And His name is Jesus

Let us let Him heal our brokenness

Author's Note

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