There are times when we lack intelligence enough to ask God to show us our faults. I did that once, about four or five years ago. What a breaking idea!
I'm sitting here at camp, during free time, praying for, e-mailing and checking up on my friends. They are broken. I am breaking mourning for them in this time. Add that to God's latest blatant mirror He put in my path and I would say I am pretty cracked. I still have some internal breaking to do, but I think this last part might take some time.
Thinking about all of the students from Garland here, I realize they will eventually need to take the journey I am taking: a quest for brokenness. I don't think this will be something they earnestly seek any time soon, but God will not let them go without some cracks forming, even if they are small.
Just some thoughts.
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