Blooming in Brokenness

Blooming in Brokenness
 
What does it mean to ‘bloom in brokenness?’

Whether you want to see it, believe it, or embrace it, we all are broken in some way. We all are walking through this life finding our way, discovering our path, and trying to embrace our voice in the end.

Our stories are the heart of that journey, and within those stories are our brokenness that teaches us the lessons of everyday living. Our brokenness heals us. I will say that again, our brokenness heals us.

I know that sounds contradictory, but it is true. Our brokenness is ultimately what is challenging us to learn and grow from the wounds that life inflicted.

When we bloom in our brokenness, we give meaning to the story. When we bloom in brokenness, we honor the bruises of our life and the weakened steps we climbed. We put aside shame and pride to accept our humanness. Our knees may be tired, pained and covered in grime from crawling through the mud of our life; that is in honesty the beauty within the blooming that is always happening through those pained moments. Without that grime, we do not get to see the seeds bloom that have been planted from the very beginning.

Life is not meant to be a perfect garden; life is lived in the rocks.

What is your brokenness?
How have your wounds guided you to this moment in your life?
Can you see the beauty within the pain?

If you do not pause to take valued time to gaze at that pain, you are not honoring the journey it took to get to where you are standing today. Your pain is not bad. Your pain is not a Scarlett letter.

Your pain is valuable. Your pain is a mark of living fully.

You are living. You are breathing. You are always blooming.

We are the first ones to always dishonor our pain. We look at the person to the right of us to see how they are living; we slowly glance to the person over to the left of us to see how they are managing in the mud. We compare our pain to their pain. When we do this, we disvalue the steps we are walking through our life with comments like, ‘it is not that bad.’

Is it to you? Is your brokenness valuable to you?

That is all that matters in this moment. Honor it. Heal it. Let yourself bloom from the pain. Do not live in the mud when the garden’s beauty is calling you to share what you have learned.

Bloom in your brokenness so that others could take in the beauty of you.