Thursday, March 28, 2013

Five Minute Friday...Sweetly Broken...

Today is Five Minute Friday. Five minutes, no editing, just what comes to mind. Today's word is:
BROKEN




It seemed so wrong.
It wasn't supposed to end this way.
He had performed so many miracles.
He raised Lazarus from the grave.
How could He be beaten?
How could He be forced to carry a cross?
Why did they let it happen?
Poor Mary...her heart must have been broken.
When I think on the events of that Friday...what's so Good about it anyway?
I am heart broken.
Jesus...the one who knew no sin...why was He treated so poorly?
Good Friday...the day it seems like everything broke...the day that seems like the end.
It wasn't the end...it was the beginning.
Jesus did conquer the grave...HE ROSE again.
I am sweetly broken...wholly surrendered.

This song sums it up much better!!

10 comments:

  1. So love this song and your heart shared here. I can't imagine what Mary went through seeing her son hung on a cross. After everything, this is where it all ended and began. This one moment He sacrificed Himself for all of us. Broken with you. Thank you so much for sharing. Blessings.

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  2. It amazes me that the darkest, most broken day in history became the most beautiful, redeeming one. Love this post...thank you for sharing today!

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  3. BEAUTIFULLY written! The darkest day became our lifeline to Him.

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  4. Even the amount we can grasp of what happened that Friday so long ago - is overwhelming. The moment the curtain was torn, and God's "New" entered creation like never before. May we breathe in slow the good-ness of this...good stuff. :)

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  5. Amen, Amen, Amen. Thank you for sharing.

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  6. I couldn't help but think of this song as I wrote on "Broken" today too! So glad you added it here!

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  7. I have not heard that song before. Thank you for sharing it. It was a beautiful punctuation to your powerful words.

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  8. aw, yes, this is so beautiful!

    Janelle Marie

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  9. We often tell the story all together. Sabbath makes me think of the disciples, that day after Christ's death... mourning. They didn't know. They didn't realize what He meant when He told them what would happen. To go from such intense sorrow of what they felt must have been the end--how joyful and sweet His resurrection truly was!

    Thank you for this insight :)

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