After we watched the Blue Like Jazz screening, my former writing professor Judy and I went to the St. Clair Broiler for some late-night breakfast and conversation.
A few things you should know about Judy: she is brilliant, a gifted writer and teacher, and she loves Jesus very much and connects with him in lovely and unique ways like Taizé and lectio divina.
One thing she said to me over pancakes and French toast was this: “Some people hold their brokenness at arm’s length. Some people embrace their brokenness. And some people celebrate their brokenness.”
That’s what I want to do– celebrate my brokenness. I am not ashamed of my obsessive-compulsive disorder. The Lord’s power is perfected in my weakness. His grace is sufficient.
“Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me” (2 Corinthians 12:9b).
How about you?