Broken Hallelujah

I am not broken right now. But, I know people, some who are very close to me, that are. And, this is the only way I know to respond.

This post is for them, and for you, if you are without hope today.

Two languages I heard when I was young

One said make-believe, the other said run.

But I have no peace when I try to pretend,

And running never got me anywhere in the end.

Something deep inside me was longing just to breathe

And either voice I followed ever made me truly free.

This song, Broken Hallelujah, by Jenny Simmons, has ministered to me in times of brokenness. It has taught me about God's love, and the freedom that is found in accepting it, without reservation. To stay still and remain in His presence, even when you feel like running.

A heart divided cannot bear the weight

I'd almost given up and then I found this place

Where broken children gather and they sing their Father's song

My heart was aching at the sound, I had to sing along

This song speaks of a place where God's children can gather together, damaged and confused, yet praising Him.

And find me on my knees, with nothing left to hide

I'll be by the river, leaving all my shame behind

I'll be singing loud, I'll be singing clear

Broken Hallelujahs for everyone to hear

Singing broken Hallelujahs

You can find me here

Well history keeps trying to repeat

And the only way to stop its curse is learning how to speak

The language that is written in our hearts

Freedom comes when we find the place where mercy starts

So children gather 'round me now and sing that holy song

Where those that do not have a home can finally belong

The words reveal the necessity of moving toward God, even when you feel like separating from Him.

And find me on my knees, with nothing left to hide

I'll be by the river, leaving all my shame behind

I'll be singing loud, I'll be singing clear

Broken Hallelujahs for everyone to hear

Singing broken Hallelujahs

With God, there is no shame. Whether broken or whole, God is available. He is calling you to a place where His love and mercy and grace are abundant. 

Blessed are the poor in hearts

Blessed are the weary ones

Blessed are the ones who weep

For they will see eternity

Blessed are the ones who hunger

Blessed are the ones who thirst

Blessed are the sick and needy

God does not love us in spite of our weariness and weakness, He loves us because of it. Because it is only in our weakness that we can truly see our need for Him. It is only when we are broken and weary that we are richly blessed by His unending love.

Find me on my knees, with nothing left to hide

I'll be by the river, leaving all my shame behind

I'll be singing loud, I'll be singing clear

Broken Hallelujahs for everyone to hear

Singing broken Hallelujahs

You can find me here

You can find me here.