Brokeness

On the first night of SSD, Larry Crabb read from an article I wrote on brokeness. Here's what I had sent him with my application:

I’m broken.

Not the humble kind of broken, but the defective kind of broken.

I wanted to have it all together. Do all the right things. Be a good wife. Good mother. Good Christian. Good toastmaster. Model woman. I applied myself to self improvement books, expanding my mind, learning about human nature, improving my relationships.

I tried really hard to ignore my desires and put other’s needs above my own.

For many years, even though life wasn’t perfect, it did seem rather charmed.Rick and I had good, fruitful ministry. We had nice homes, cars, schools, opportunities. The children were well behaved and had character.I never really saw our brokenness. My brokenness. I realized I had faults but it’s not the same. Brokenness –defectiveness is . . .

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