Today I want to celebrate my broken moments. The lowest points of my life when I was stripped emotionally The darkest, lowest, drippy corners, the deepest, far and empty depths. Those places I would have never walked into but had to fall to. I want to celebrate it because for me it’s my place of turning. I dont want to celebrate the hurt or pain that brought me there or the dark that surrounded me there or any bad deed that penetrated me. I want to rejoice in that brokenness that brought me release. That point that’s so low there is nothing under you left to grab onto. That hard rock bottom thats so flat not even a pebble remains and you are stripped of self, excuse, and denial. I celebrate the emptiness that remains after these moments the void that you no longer believe you can fill. Thats when I stopped making decisions its when i gave up fighting all my own battles. Im so glad i was emptied so i could be refilled with something new. Im so glad i let hands steadier than my own pick me up. Im so glad that i know im nothing without faith in something. I sing, i rejoice and i commemorate my broken moments, I thank God he allowed me to face them so i would know how foolish and weak i really am on my own. I’m unworthy of the light that’s filled my life but the light shines still. I am awed that letting go can bring me further than running with all my own might towards the wrong goals. I don’t know whats best for me but i have faith that allows me to believe I don’t need to know. This beautiful day full of joy and so far from the dark place where i came I want to celebrate the broken moments that brought me here!
Celebrate your broken moment