Do I have it all together? No, far from it. I admit to you that I am broken, I struggle, and I mess up. But it is out of my brokenness, struggles and mess, that I find that I am still in need of a Savior. I can not live this life alone. Every day is a reminder of my weakness and frailty. Every day is a revelation that the God of the universe, the Creator of all that is, He is mindful of me. He knows everything about me. And through all the mess, He sees what I cannot. Without my struggle, would I run to Him? In my weakness, would I find He is my strength? And He takes me, in this very moment, and chooses to prove that even in my brokenness, I am right where He needs me to be. He doesn’t want me to be fake and pretend that everything is alright. He doesn’t want me to put on a mask and hide my scars and wounds, and make you think I have it all together. No, He wants me to be real, and show you that without Jesus, I cannot make it one day.

“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds [curing their pains and their sorrows].” Psalm 147:3 (AMP)

So many times we see others, and their lives look so perfect. They have it all together. And when we look at our own mess, we begin to compare, to question what is wrong with us. Not one of us have it all together. Those who look “perfect” in our eyes have just found a way to cover their brokenness well. They are afraid to let others see their struggle, their weakness. They are afraid if we see their scars, their wounds, their messes, that we will judge them, think less of them, see them differently. And we should see them different. We should see the real person, who like ourselves, is in need of a Savior, also. If we were to take off our masks, and show people the real person that has been hidden and covered, then they would see that it is only through the loving mercy of Jesus that we live and move and have our being. They would see without the grace of God our lives fall apart. It is only when we are holding onto God, resting in His faithful promises that He will never leave us or forsake us, that we have any chance of making it through another day. It is only the perfect love of Jesus that can heal my wounds. It is only the unsurpassable strength of Jesus that helps me stand when everything is falling around me. It is only the cleansing blood of Jesus that flowed at Calvary that can lift me out of the muck and mire and wash me white as snow.

…“for He [God] Himself has said, I will not in any way fail you nor give you up nor leave you without support. [I will] not, [I will] not, [I will] not in any degree leave you helpless nor forsake nor let [you] down (relax My hold on you)! [Assuredly not!]” Hebrews 13:5b ( AMP)

Yes, I am broken, but He is my Healer. I have made a mess of things, but He is my Restorer, and Lifter of my head. He longs for me to come to Him. So….

“Just as I am, without one plea, But that Thy blood was shed for me, And that Thou bid’st me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come! I come!”

“I WAITED patiently and expectantly for the Lord; and He inclined to me and heard my cry. He drew me up out of a horrible pit [a pit of tumult and of destruction], out of the miry clay (froth and slime), and set my feet upon a rock, steadying my steps and establishing my goings. And He has put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God. Many shall see and fear (revere and worship) and put their trust and confident reliance in the Lord.” Psalms 40:1-3