Let the Waters Rise.

We all have them. Psalm 38 days; days when skies are gray and tears fall easy and breathing seems hard. So yesterday I read Psalm 38 over and over.

Then I listened to my favorite Jesus Culture song (for the moment)- One Thing Remains. And I prayed.

I woke up today and I can breathe. New mercies. Grace upon grace.

He seeps into the dark of our brokenness and brings light and life.

He comforts. Before the Bread of Life was shared, it was broken. Jesus died. And as one marked by His love, He takes me there. To His dying and rising.

I will face brokenness in life. I will face pain. I will face suffering.

I have been washed over.

I have been plowed under.

But I have been called to walk in newness of life. I get to walk in the confidence that I serve a Sovereign, Perfect God.

He is the true Bread of Life.

And He said, "Take, eat, this is my body which was broken for you. Take, drink, this is my blood which is shed for you for the remission of sins."

Life has been given. Freedom is here.

So today, I am thankful to soak in forgiveness. And I am thankful for the One who went so willingly, who gives so fearlessly.

The One in whose heart I have found true Hope.

The One who takes these tattered pieces of my life and makes me new. So that I might be poured out on others.

Today, I am saying thank you for brokenness.