Unfortunately, that has been the cry of my heart.
I say ‘unfortunately’ because the process of being broken is not one that I enjoy.
But in my brokenness I come to a place in my life where I realize my need for a Savior. I am desperate for Him because I realize exactly who I am.
I realize that any good thing in me is a result of His grace poured out on my life.
My brokenness allows His glory to be seen through my many pieces.