The hidden blessing of brokenness (part 2)

Since my last post, I’ve still been meditating on this thought. I know this thought/theme is common and has been talked about across many church podiums. But have you heard something all of your life and out of no where you understand its true meaning; and that meaning hits you over the head? Well, that’s what happened to me in October.

We’ve all had moments in life when we’ve felt broken, hurt and ashamed and it seemed like life hit us right in our chest at 100 mph. When we least expect it, we’ve been hit with an unfaithful spousal, betrayal of a close friend, loss of employment, health issues, church issues and the list goes on. Trust me when I say this; I understand, I’ve been there- a few times! And I threw the biggest pity party and invited bitterness, resentment and anger. Nobody could tell me nothing, after all I was the one that was hurt and therefore I was entitled to feel that way!

I ate up all the lies of the enemy and later realized I was malnourished, weak and feeble. My heart was shattered, I was supposed to be a vessel unto the Lord and I could barely lift my hands in worship. I was wounded, the hurt left gaping holes, exposing my vulnerability.

Like clay in the Potter’s hand, I was marred (spoiled) but the Potter took me any way and healed my wounds, filled up the gaping holes and made me into a vessel that was worthy to be used again. (Read Jeremiah 18:1-6)

My problems left me shattered and bitter. My potter gave me hope and made me better.

Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.

When you find yourself between a rock and a hard place, cling to the Rock, his name is Jesus.


MB- Moxie Bexie



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The hidden blessing of brokenness

This topic literally changed my life, as I continue to study more on it I will share it with you all. I will do my best to complete my thought in a series of 3 posts. I pray this first post will be a blessing and an encouragement to someone.

When I have my personal devotion, I like to write in my journal. In my journal I write down personal thoughts, feelings and whatever I feel like the Lord is revealing to me at that moment. Sometime in October during devotion, I was feeling so frustrated and I started asking God all of the “why” questions. For a long time, I was feeling inadequate, lost, insignificant and discouraged because I wasn’t at the place in my life where I wanted to be. As I began writing in my journal its like the Holy Spirit tapped me on the shoulder and reminded me that, I can not look to things (job, higher salary, husband, status) to complete me and make me feel whole as a person. In order to be complete, I have to be broken so the Potter can create a new vessel.

Psalm 51: 17 says “The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart, Oh God, you will not despise”

The picture in this post is an example of the blessing of brokenness. In Japanese its called “Kintsukuroi” , its the art of repairing pottery with gold or silver and understanding that the piece is more beautiful for having been broken.

If God can create such an awesome vast universe out of nothing, surely He can create something beautiful with my broken pieces!


Moxie Bexie