Better Than A Hallelujah.

"We pour out our miseries.

God just hears a melody.

Beautiful the mess we are, the honest cries of broking hearts"...lyrics from an Amy Grant song that I absolutely love.

 I believe that the Lord has His arms extended towards us wide open.  

      There have been many moments in my life where I have been just completely overcome with emotions and I come absolutely broken and I cant even speak and its beautiful to have a sister in Christ come over and pray for me when I cant even speak. I had the opportunity to pray with and cry with a beautiful sister in Christ as we both came realizing our brokenness and how the Lord wants and can use us. He can use us to reach others with His hope and love, even while we are so broken and are in need of healing. I am so glad that the Lord's promise to complete the work that He has started in us. I love that we can come to Him with a breaking heart and come to Him as we are, wherever we are. For a sister in Christ and I that was on a beautiful, Saturday morning at a horse farm as we looked out at two beautiful horses. The account of this beautiful morning is one that I will never forget, but one that I will always remember and keep treasured in my heart as a beautiful opportunity to come to the Lord completely broken and humbled, and in awe of how he orchestrates events and friendships and life! 

      "Society teaches us that anything less than perfect is unsuitable, undesirable, unusable, and unattractive...but pure reality teaches is that the Lord loves and uses flawed, unattractive, and broken--the apparently useless things of this world--to accomplish His greatest works."-- Kim Meeder

       I love the above quote, I love that the Lord can and loves using us, the broken to touch others and in the process He heals us. Its beautiful. Crying is okay, its great. Its not a sign of weakness, its a sign of healing and of vulnerability. The Lord sees those tears as precious because that's exactly what they are to Him. The Lord wants us to come as we are and I'm not ashamed to say that many of those moments are when,  we pour out our miseries and God just hears a melody, beautiful the mess we are. The honest cries of breaking hearts are better than a hallelujah.