Broken

I am feeling a deep heartbreak today.

An awful feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I want to complain. To vent. To freak out.

I want to cry. Kick. Scream.

This is not what I imagined for my life.

And then I read this.

And I listen to the awe-inspiring lyrics of Meredith Andrews's new album.

And I cry, but with different tears. And I long for more of Jesus.

And I long to let God be God, and me not. To allow him to break me as he needs me to be.

I sit in silence. Waiting. Listening.

Broken.

Hoping.