Tag: Brokenness
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Mourning in Silence: My Hope in Quietness
Grief changes everything. Part of me celebrates life’s wins, but another part silently cries. As the new year approaches, I struggle to feel joy. I’m thankful to God for His blessings, but the pain inside still feels fresh. Whenever I think of Holidays, I can’t help but cry. It should have been the best season…
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Beauty for Ashes: God’s Way of Transforming Our Broken Lives
Last week, I decided to use my free time going to a book sale. It has been a long while since the last time I had indulge myself with books. As I looked around, the smell of the books enticed me to flip some of those pages near me. I picked up one book. Then,…
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The Pain That Transforms The Soul
As I sat on the edge of my bed, there was this sudden urge to just sit down and ponder for a while. How many years has it been? A little over six years, “that long, Ann!” I thank God because until now, I am still here. Those valleys and mountains that I walked on and climbed…
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Strength in Brokenness
Is there such strength in brokenness? I asked myself during those times when I felt that my strength had gone. I was like a small tree with such dry leaves and unattractive appearance, ready to be thrown away. But I discovered that most often than not, brokenness paves its way to resiliency, and eventually, God…
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Beyond Brokenness (Part 2)
I was fascinated by the Japanese art called kintsugi, an old art of fixing broken pottery using dusted gold, silver, or platinum. This emphasizes the fractures and breaks rather than hiding and disguising them. People even say that repaired pottery becomes more beautiful than the original, giving it a new life and a new form.…
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Beyond Brokenness (Part 1)
Brokenness is such a familiar word to many of us. Maybe you’ve been broken because of your family, friends, people around, unmet expectations in life, depressing situations, and the like. The world even makes us broken in so many ways. Sometimes it makes us feel bitter and resentful. Perhaps some people have become callous with…
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Finding Beauty in Brokenness
As my feet touched the cold water mildly coming back and forth, I could not help but felt a sudden sigh of relief. It’s weird, but I like the beach because of the water. It is not that I want to swim or wallow, but I love to gaze on the seemingly wide and never-ending…
