Make Me Broken

Have you ever prayed that prayer? 

It's not a natural cry.

It doesn't seem to flow easily from our human hearts. 

It's terrifying, really. 

Terrifying...yet completely and purely sweet. 


This song by Sidewalk Prophets has been on repeat on my iPhone and in my mind lately...

"Keep Making Me"

Make me broken

So I can be healed

'Cause I'm so calloused

And now I can't feel

I want to run to You

With heart wide open

Make me broken

Make me empty

So I can be filled

'Cause I'm still holding

Onto my will

And I'm completed

When you are with me

Make me empty

[Chorus:]

'Til You are my one desire

'Til You are my one true love

'Til You are my breath, my everything

Lord, please keep making me

Make me lonely

So I can be Yours

'Til I want no one

More than You, Lord

'Cause in the darkness

I know You will hold me

Make me lonely

[Chorus]

'Til You are my one desire

'Til You are my one true love

'Til You are my breath, my everything

Lord, please keep making,

I know You'll keep making

Lord, please keep making me

I so desperately want this to be my prayer. 

I so want this to be my heart. 

Every word of this song is what I've been battling with for days, months, YEARS. 

My God, please keep making me... 

"But you, O LORD, are a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter of my head. I cried aloud to the LORD, and he answered me from his holy hill."     ~Psalm 3:3-4