Thursday, 12 February 2015

broken pieces

Do you know that feeling, the one where it's late and as you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, you realise you are probably falling apart a little? And it's the worst when it's the kind of falling apart and you're not exactly sure why. Falling apart is easier when you know where to pick up the pieces.

It's hard to fall apart when you don't even know where to start picking up the broken pieces of your own bleeding heart.

And I find it funny, how usually when you're feeling a little broken, the words you write fall together as you fall apart. Somehow, or at least in my case, the words I write flow more freely and easily when I'm feeling like I'm going to pieces. The contrast and irony in that captivates me. It's a bit weird, and frightening, even, how the words you write are almost always more beautiful when you're at your lowest.

I guess that it's times like these where I kinda just let go and call out to Him; "Jesus, I can't do this anymore, help. Pick my broken pieces up and put them back together. Please. I need you, even more than the air I breathe. I need you, and I need you now."

'Cause being a Jesus-chick is easy when all is going well and you just washed your hair and you feel good about yourself,  you feel confident and together and comfortable and satisfied. Saying He is your Saviour is easy then.

But what about when you're down and out, on the floor, falling apart and bleeding inside? It's then. It matters then.

Trusting Him with your broken heart. Still believing He'll be there to catch you when you fall. Talking to Him about what's going on inside, giving it all to Him. Letting go...letting go and letting God.



  1. Aww, the Lord. He will always be here for us.

    xoxo Morning

  2. Beautiful post!! So relateable. I agree, I feel like I can write more freely when I'm broken. It's when we are broken that we realize just how much we need Him and we see that His love is constant and never changes. Thanks for this reminder :)

    1. Britt, thank you so much x.
      Exactly, you get it.

  3. Oh my gosh...I, like, never noticed words do flow best at my worst times.

    This is amazing, girl. :)