Quotes About Brokenness

I'm here again, a thousand miles away from you. A broken mess, just scattered pieces of who I am. I tried so hard. I thought I could do this on my own, but I've lost so much along the way. When I see your face, I know I'm finally yours. I find everything I thought I lost before. You call my name, I come to you in pieces so you can make me whole. I've come undone, but you make sense of who I am. I'm like puzzle pieces in your hand.

Sometimes the greatest worship comes from a broken heart. Sometimes praise comes from tears. Sometimes all we need to do is hand our burdens to Christ as our offering. We don't have to pretend to God. He can handle our sorrow, struggles. He is not judging or saying you are too much. He treasures your tears just as much as your praise.

Why did perfect feel broken?

Love has nothing to do with it. It's commitment and toughness when your world shatters around you. It's losing babies and jobs and hope. It's sickness and pain, and disillusionment and broken dreams.

Men despise that which is broken, but God will not. He despised the sacrifice of torn and broken beasts, but he will not despise that of a torn and broken heart. He will not overlook it; he will not refuse or reject it; though it make God no satisfaction for the wrong done him by sin, yet he does not despise it.

Throughout one's Christian life, every believer must be brought back, again and again, to the place of repentance. Brokenness over sin and turning away from sin are to be an ongoing lifestyle, not an occasional event.

Sometimes when things break, you can hold them together for a while with string or glue or tape. Sometimes, nothing will hold what's broken, and the pieces fly all over, and though you think you might be able to find them all again, one or two will always be missing. I flew apart. I broke. I shattered like a crystal vase dropped on a concrete floor, and pieces of me scattered all over. Some of them I was glad to see go. Some I never wanted to see again.

My body felt like a vow that had been irrevocably broken.

It is trite to speak of a broken heart. Hearts are not broken; they continue to beat, the blood still courses, even in the bitter after-days of betrayal. but something is broken when pain beyond words is suffered; some connection that formerly existed with light and hope and bright mornings is severed, and can never be restored.

Stari je asfalt bio grbav, utrt, posut šljunkom i izbrazdan i sav ispucao od vru?ine. Vožnja po njoj bila je vrlo neugodna. "Tata!" požalio sam se glasno. "Tata, cesta je slomljena!" Nasmijao se i rekao: "Si, ali mi nismo slomljeni.

There are people who can afford to eat healthfully and there are people who cannot. I'd say that represents a fundamental brokenness of our system and our food supply. It doesn't have to be like that.

Whether it is overbearing parents, rebellious children, or an unfaithful spouse, God has the ability to transform our brokenness and use it to further his purposes. He also has a habit of using our dysfunction to deepen our devotion to him.

Broken relationships of any kind are most always the product of one person dehumanizing another, of a failure to regard others as precious souls made in God's image and in need of God's love.

Identity is the engine that drives the relationship not only with ourselves but also with God and others. If your identity is broken, your life is broken. If you define it incorrectly, you will carry that wrong definition into your story. If all you see are your limitations, you will miss out on the stunning possibilities God is creating in front of you.

Werent those well-intentioned speakers condemning the broken for being broken?

Trying to save money while paying medical bills was like pouring oil into a broken jar.

He felt an overwhelming sense of brokenness in the people. The country had been under the colonial government for over two decades, and no one could see an end in sight. It felt like everyone had given up.

It is central to Christian living that we should celebrate the goodness of creation, ponder its present brokenness, and, insofar as we can, celebrate in advance the healing of the world, the new creation itself. Art, music, literature, dance, theater, and many other expressions of human delight and wisdom, can all be explored in new ways.

Just because a person was broken didn't mean they had no value, no right to live.

every time she remembered something painful, she could lift it up with her hands in worship or prayer and God would take her brokenness like an offering.

Brokenness is not a feeling or an emotion. Rather it requires a choice, an act of will...not a one time experience, but an ongoing constant way of life. A lifestyle of agreeing with God about the true condition of my heart and life-not as everyone else thinks it is, but as He knows it to be.

Broken men and women don't care who finds out about their sin; they have nothing to protect and nothing to lose. They are eager for God to be vindicated. David's response when confronted with his wrongdoing was that of a humble, broken man. And his was the heart that God honored. Again and again, God's Word reveals that He is not as concerned about the depth or extent of the sin we commit as He is about our attitude and response when we are confronted with our sin.

You and I will never meet God in revival until we first meet Him in brokenness.

There are no friends, there is no safety net, all the money is used up. The days creep by like beetles, slow and beyond morality. There is no escape. Shame and nightmares. The horror of other people, having to function among them when you are broken and unfixable. There is no escape.