Martina McBride sang a song called “A Broken Wing”. It talked of a woman being married to man, and he constantly belittled her and killed her spirit. He never believed in her. The chorus of the song goes like this:
“And with a broken wing she still sings
She keeps an eye on the sky
With a broken wing she carries her dreams
Man you ought to see her fly”*
I know more people than not who have experienced being belittled, beaten down with fists or insults (both equally as painful), and mistreated in so many other ways. You are reading this right now and may be thinking, “That’s me. She’s talking about me.” If I am talking about you, I want you to understand something. You no longer have to allow someone to break you any further. You have strength. You have worth. You have value. You have a gift that is just waiting for permission to bloom inside of you like a flower on a spring day. Take your broken pieces of self, make something beautiful from those pieces. Allow someone to help you put those pieces back together. If you did not know that to be possible before reading this blog post, you know now. Now, you can start over! Now, you can start loving yourself! Now, you can start nurturing that gift within you! Now, you can make a change!
Brokenness does not mean less valuable. Brokenness just means that being mended will be that much more beautiful. Are you ready to be mended? Mending can only happen when you are ready to do the work. I pray that right now you are making the choice to mend, to heal, to work. Give yourself permission to break free from whatever chains bind you.
“The spirit of the sovereign LORD is upon me, because the LORD has chosen me. He has commissioned me to encourage the poor, to help the brokenhearted, to decree the release of captives, and the freeing of prisoners, to announce the year when the LORD will show his favor, the day when our God will seek vengeance, to console all who mourn, ” — Isaiah 61:1-2
The Lord can console you if you let Him. When you are ready, all you have to do is let Him know what you want and be open to receiving it. You are a child of the Most High. He wants to heal you. He wants you to come to Him. Go to Him! Run to him with open arms!
“You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with joy” — Psalm 30:11
There is no size tag for joy. One size really does fit all!
You can dance!
You can fly!
For those reading this, I pray that you will realize how blessed you are. I pray for your healing.
I believe in you.
May God forever bless you.
*Read more: Martina McBride – A Broken Wing Lyrics