I've spent my early youth trying to mend my brokenness or at least evade it, to abate sinful acts. Now I am spending my late youth coming to terms with it. In preparation for dedication, commitment - yes, love in all aspects of my life - in spite of my brokenness.
Writing those two sentences is hard for me, for it represents my abandoning of youthful optimism in favour of tired realization of my own fall, my own commonness.
"But I've seen your flag on the marble arch and love is not a victory march, its a cold and its a broken Hallelujah."
In this lieu, life consists of brokenness and distractions from it.
Speak to me of brokenness and speak to me of the Ressurection. For I see now, that victory will not come from myself; only through an external force making me whole, but I haven't yet come this far in the process.
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1 comment:
step 2. came to believe that a power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity. that´s a whole step in the 12 step program, it´s not before step 3 that the person working through these steps have to make the decision to actually do it. what you wrote made me think of these steps.
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