...without something of "oomph" inside. My intentions often end up as dusty empty bottles on a shelf.
Ann says: "Who of us isn’t busted?"
I read her words today. Her need for brokenness-forgiven, I echoed my own need.
Good intentions to be different,
act different,
react different...
do not happen fueled only by desire. A moment, circumstance, action, stressed layered on stress, produces chagrin.
I need the broken savior. I need his life in me. His oomph to fill me. I need the chewing of the bread of life, his word.
Because I am busted, in need of healing, that no good intention can fill.
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