Seeing beauty in the brokenness.

There's always some beauty even in the most broken of places, isn't there? In my opinion, New York City is one of the most beautiful places in the world, but it's also incredibly broken. You could be standing on the most dangerous and drug-ridden street in the city and also right next to a beautiful and one-of-a-kind piece of graffiti art, all at the same time. Beauty in brokenness. I've never been to a third world country (I will one day), but when I hear from people who have, I always here the same thing. Amidst so much poverty and pain, there is so much beauty. Beauty in the people, beauty in the culture, and beauty in the contentment they have with so little. Ironic isn't it?

I think the same goes for our hearts. There's always beauty to find in our own brokenness. I have a handful of friends who lend a listening ear when I need to process things. One of those friends is Miriam, and she always says to me... "Just BE. Let you're heart do what it needs to do. Don't rush the process." She's a smart lady and let me tell you, she's been through some STUFF. 

When my heart is in a broken place, my instinct is to push through the pain, to get frustrated with the way I'm feeling, or to try and fix whatever is wrong, as fast as I can. And those aren't necessarily bad responses all of the time but I think sometimes we just need to BE so that we don't ignore the beauty in the brokenness. 

May I keep my eyes open through the tears. 

May I keep my ears open to His voice. 

May I keep my heart open to His plan. 

And may I rely solely on God to make my heart whole like only He can.

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