In the breaking | Beverly Carroll

In the breaking

Would I know You this intimately, Your presence as palpable as a hand in mine, had I never known the breaking?

Or the gaping sorrow?
The bottomless grief?
The disorienting upheaval?

๐ˆ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ .

I see that nowโ€”brokenness that births somethingโ€”knowing loss that leads to knowing You.

Consolation comes, cloaked in redemptionโ€”an up close and personal reminder that all of it mattered and none of it was wasted.

You tend my fragile heart, exchanging ashes for beauty and scarcity for abundance.

In stillness and calamity, on gentle paths and stormy seas, I have known You. You sprinkle breadcrumbsโ€”evidence of your abidingโ€”that lead me back to You. You leave Your fingerprints on every part of my life, testifying to Your unfailing presence, even on days I cannot find You.

By the brown recliner, laden with dogs, blankets, and books, You find me, awarding my seeking with Yourself.

A choice to celebrate amidst the rubble, to name the wins among the losses, to bless the hand that gives and takes awayโ€ฆThese, I have learned from knowing You.

๐“๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ.

In the breaking is the making, and I am richer for it.

โ€œThe deepest things I have learned in my own life have come from the deepest suffering. And out of the deepest waters and the hottest fires have come the deepest things I know about God.โ€
~ ๐„๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐š๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ก ๐„๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐จ๐ญ

Praying for you, dear ones, that you will be granted eyes to see the benefits in your own breaking, today. They are myriad.

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ยฉ 2025 Beverly Carroll