Sunday, October 3, 2010

Broken

I do not have time to really pound out a long blog this morning on the events of the past weekend.

I keep coming back to this idea of being broken.

I walked into that conference more broken than I have been in a very, very long time.

I walked out of that conference even more shattered.

I journaled the entire time I was there--and I have snippets and nuggets of wisdom from some of the most incredible musicians and speakers.  My brain was working in overdrive and I couldn't contain myself.

Joy, elation, sadness, shame, guilt, hope, peace, security, insecurity, beautiful disaster.

But, most commonly broken.

I will not be able to put all of my pieces back together.

And. . . .strangely. . . .I'm ok with that.

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