Five-Minute Friday: Broken

He comes down the stairs heavy hearted with his head hanging as low as possible. He says, " I broke it." I know he was messing around and it is his fault, but God doesn't rub my mistakes in my face so I tell him, "Sometimes that happens...things break down."

No sooner do those words come out that my heart is heavy. 

I have one of those moments where God uses my own words to my son to speak to me: things break down... 

There are so many possessions that decay, but the deterioration of a relationship grieves me most. I think the withering started when I was child, but no matter how many times I tried to revive, reconcile or fix this relationship...God was wanting me to let it be broken. To give him this fractured connection.

A couple of years ago, I gave him this broken lineage with much trepidation because it felt foreign to let this remain broken-humanly speaking.  I can't convey words easily that explain how this giving away has been for me, but I know that the Lords got this and I will let things go, whether broken or not, to Him.

What broken things do you need to give to God?

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