Beautifully broken.

I had a vision once of a rock that slowly started to crack and break. There were dozens of cracks. The rock was still in tact, but majorly damaged. Then slowly light started seeping from these cracks. It grew brighter and brighter. Soon the light coming from behind this rock bathed everything in it’s viscinity.

That’s God’s love. He can’t shine through us unless we’re broken for Him.