Because I Choose Vulnerable…
I am not going to apologize. I really don’t need to. Because I choose vulnerable. Because I choose broken.
Sometimes it’s a battle. It’s really not the easy or pretty choice. It doesn’t fit in your nice little neat box with the ends tied up perfectly.
Some things just can’t be fixed. I am okay with that. I will be okay with that even tomorrow. Because it’s a choice. To choose broken.
It’s really funny to me, how many people are uncomfortable with broken. It baffles their little minds. And they spin in circles to try to fix you. Maybe if you try A, B or C… it will fix your broken.
They can’t understand it. Because they don’t want to be broken themselves. If they could just smooth away all the troubles in this world, they would.
I am tired of trying to fix. I am choosing not to anymore. I know it’s a shocker to those who cannot even comprehend this idea.
I choose hope instead. I choose waiting. I choose trust. I choose trust without limitations. I choose beauty. I choose life in my broken. I choose breathing.
Do you know why and how I can even possibly choose these things? Because God used the most broken thing in my life to bring beauty, life, restoration and healing.
It’s as simple as that. I will make it through the bumps. I will make it through the hard. Because I can trust that beauty is in the broken. And I choose to wait for Him to put the pieces back together, instead of trying to do it all on my own.
Just so you know… I am okay with my broken. I am okay that I don’t have all the answers. And I am filled with joy that I don’t have to find all of them. I am free.
My word for this year is grounded. Grounded is when you are planted firm. Not swayed by the hard things or the easy. But grounded in love.
When you stop trying to fix everything, you can finally see the beauty that was there all along. I am ok with broken. Even yours.