I started thinking about broken back in 2012, when many of my personal belongings kept getting broken, through moves from one place to another. I always felt like I really had nothing but I did have some remnants of my childhood that I held tightly, because my memories of childhood have been long gone for dozens of years. I felt so empty and I wanted to remember my childhood so badly, back then.
Now I long or things that will further me in my life beyond broken things and broken dreams, beyond feeling broken by the world, far beyond anything this world could ever replace. I re-member the Promises He made to further my own walk:
Abba gave me promises that revolve around cherishing things that cannot be broken or lost. Through insights and traumas, He has brought to light, that you have treasures eternal in your possession that no physical things can ever take the place of.