“I am forgotten by them as though I were dead;
I have become like broken pottery.” (Ps.31:12)
To be honest with you, I don’t think that I would have chosen brokenness, but you chose it for me anyway to humble me. Can you help me feel humble, instead of feeling like a shattered bottle?
“LORD, who may dwell in your sanctuary?
Who may live on your holy hill? He whose walk is blameless
and who does what is righteous, who speaks the truth from his heart
and has no slander on his tongue, who does his neighbor no wrong
and casts no slur on his fellowman.”
( Ps. 15:1-3
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