In our brokenness lies the blessing of a seed. I have been taught this the nice, hard, clean and dirty way. It's my desire to search, treassure and nurture the seeds in my life that lie in my brokenness and the path of healing - what we call life.
But what does brokenness mean to me? It's about staying humble in the beauty, pleasure, success, knowing and experience of life. It's about staying searching and open-minded even when I think I've found. It's about trust when I don't know, giving up the safe place of the known for the unknown destiny with all it's tastes and smells I I haven't yet enjoyed. But perhaps most of all living in brokenness means that I strive to stay loving in the midst of pain and the dark moments live provides.