Ashes of a Broken Life

We all have a story to our life. Some of them seem more painful but all of them are just as important. For so many years I felt trapped in mine. Like my present and future could never be more than what happened in the past. Even as a Christian I have continued under the delusion that I need to overcome my childhood. 

Overcome? Yes, many things happened in my childhood that are legitimately bad. I'm not trying to make light of that. But, this overcoming I'm speaking of? It has been done for me. When Jesus came into my life I was wiped clean. Clean like a hard drive that has mysteriously lost all it's contents. Clean like the landscape after a sudden winter storm. This clean is complete and includes the childhood I so desperately long to overcome by myself. 

So, then why do I and many others live our lives like we need to overcome something? I can't speak for everyone. I believe God made me new but I cling to the old because I never fully feel worthy of the new. The more I cling to the old, the more I feel unworthy. It's seemingly never ending.

Once again, I remind myself that this overcoming or being worthy is not up to me. Each day I have to set it down and pick up the truth of Jesus instead. He reminds me that a song can rise from the ashes of a broken life. He is the songwriter.

1 comment

Becky Dougherty said...

Beautiful post, Julie. It is so hard for us to let go and remember that we are loved as we are. Christ died to cleanse us from our past, present, and future! Why CAN'T we let it go?