Brokenness, to me, means vulnerability, molding, growth and open.
There was a time when I felt as though everything I desired lost value the moment I got my hands on it. I had no self worth. My friends would tell me how smart I was, how talented and gifted, but I simply could not see it. I never knew the value of my brokenness, so I concluded that I had no worth.
Then I learned to embrace my broken, crooked imperfections. My family is a broken family, but I love my sisters and brothers. I love my broken mother. I love my broken father. They did the best they could and I understand now that God was budgetary support for their limitations.
The value you place on your pain will determine how you use it.
Love is brokenness.
having undergone or been subjected to fracture; disrupted by change; subdued completely
God breaks us to heal us. God sent His son to die in demonstration of His love for me in my brokenness. I am so freaking LOVED.