This devotional was inspired by Jars of Clay’s song Sad Clown.
Break me daily!
Oh, how those words used to frighten me. And sometimes, they still do. But I’ve learned to expect my daily breaking, and dare I say, ask for it.
Because I am self-centered, self-absorbed, and try to be self-sustaining. Without help. Without others. Without God. Until I am humbled, broken—daily.
I’m guessing there are many reading this thinking, “She’s nuts! Why would anyone long to be broken daily.”
So let me answer. Daily breakage is better than the cracking off of rock that’s been hardened over years. That requires a big hammer and a heavy hand. Daily breaking is more of a shaping by the fingers of the One who loves me most despite my shortcomings, failures and sins against Him. He sees through all the paint I use to disguise myself, for the beauty only He can envision. And His love for me is all-consuming, ever-enduring. He wants my best and is prepared to make me just that. He may break me, but He does it only to straighten that which I’ve made crooked. And given there’s lots crooked here, it’s a regular job.
Yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter.
Yes, the clown is another one of my daughter’s extraordinary pieces of art .
How is God molding you?
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