"You do not desire a sacrifice, or I would offer one. You do not want a burnt offering.
The sacrifice you desire is a broken spirit. You will not reject a broken and repentant heart, O God"
Last summer, You told me I was going to travel through a storm and that I was supposed to trust in Your power to get through it. The storm is here. The winds are tormenting, the water is deepening, and the waves are crashing like never before. To say my spirit is completely broken is an understatement. But still, I thank You. I thank You, because even though I am a complete mess, You still yearn for me. Still presenting me the honor of being Your servant. I thank You that the one sacrifice You require is a broken spirit. My broken spirit. You don't reject this broken heart of mine, though it rejects You daily. Though I have nothing to offer, You still call me worthy.
I'm broken. I'm hurting. I'm frustrated, but I'm at peace. Thank you Father.
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