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Open to Be Broken

Picture a younger man standing on the church steps with an older man. He’s a new believer, while the grey haired guy has followed Christ for many years.

“How do I grow in God?” you overhear the young man say. And the older man says, “Son, there’s only one way.”

“Are you open to be broken?”

This statement speaks to me on a deep level. Maybe that’s why I made up a story about two guys talking on the church steps.😇 As a Christian I expect to be molded—conformed to Christ—but broken?

Yet the Bible is filled with stories of folks who didn’t get much done for God until they came to the end of themselves. The he-man Sampson comes to mind (Judges 13-16).

This is the one I esteem: he who is humble and contrite in spirit, and trembles at my word.

Isaiah 66:2

In reality, the purest form of worship is repentance. It’s seeing who we are, knowing who God is, and recognizing the difference.

We can’t stay the way we are and go with God.

Henry Blackaby

Kind reader, for you and me to continue to grow in Christ, something’s gotta give. And that would be our hearts.

Are you open to be broken?

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A Tale Of Two Churches

The massive church, I visited while on a trip, was a sight to behold. The multi-acre campus was dominated by a circular building; one that looked more like a convention center than a traditional sanctuary.

The decor inside was just as grandiose. It was very “mall-like,” with lots of church folk wandering through a bookstore and lined up at a coffee shop.

Being a first time visitor, I decided to give myself plenty of time to find the sanctuary. I found it alright. It was a cavernous theater-style setup. I’m guessing 2000 seats.

With time to spare, I decided to wander around for a bit. Just outside the worship center, I noticed a single door with a sign that read, “Prayer Room.” Intrigued, I ventured in.

It was a comfy little nook, softly lit with trendy table lamps. The room smelled like fine leather furniture. But the most notable thing about this would-be-sacred space was what was missing: people. Unlike the bustling book store and coffee shop, the prayer room was empty.

I could hear the praise band warming up the crowd next door, but there was no one–this side of the wall–to warm God’s heart.


I heard a story about some Christians from the states who visited a large evangelical church while vacationing in Hawaii. It was ten minutes before the worship service but the sanctuary was half empty. Most of the regular attenders were in two large adjoining prayer rooms, lifting up their hearts to God.

The guests from the states found out later this was indicative of Polynesian culture. Many of the faithful at the church had been redeemed from a polytheistic background. Once, they had believed in many gods, but now they knew the one true God. For them, to come into His presence unprepared was unthinkable. “We need to set our hearts to worship God,” said one of the elders.

I bet the Lord came to THAT worship service!

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Hold Still

Photo by Dewang Gupta on Unsplash

I remember the moment vividly. It was an early summer morning and dad and I were working together outside, using a wheelbarrow to haul rocks and dirt.

All of a sudden, we heard a tremendous buzz. I looked up and the sky was filled with bees–thousands of them! They were flying together like a giant morphing blob in the sky.

Photo by James Wainscoat on Unsplash

Every instinct told me to run. But, sensing my fear, dad took my arm. “Hold still, son.” Sure enough, the bee swarm passed us by. It probably took a full minute for them to clear the sky!


Be still and know that I am God

Psalm 46:10 (NIV)

According to bible scholars, King David wrote these words while under great personal and political stress. And things had been that way for years.😬

It’s hard to be still when your life is a constant chaotic mess. Pandemonium and peace don’t necessarily mix. But stillness–somehow, some way–is a better choice.

Can you picture David as a young shepherd, sitting on a hillside watching his father’s sheep? Maybe he played his harp there and sang songs to the Lord. Or did he just listen–to the wind, and the birds, and to God?

Today, may we find the courage to hold still a minute longer. To know God, no matter what comes swarming through our lives.

Thank you for reading. 🙏❤️ prayers and love.