#broken places

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The world breaks everyone, and afterwards, many are strong at the broken places.

- Ernest Hemingway

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USA : Broken Places, by Tracy Clark

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Former cop Cass Raines has found the world of private investigation a less stressful way to eke out a living in the Windy City. But when she stumbles across the dead body of a respected member of the community, it’s up to her to prove a murderer is on the loose . . . Cops can make mistakes, even when they’re not rookies. If anyone knows that it’s Cass Raines, who took a bullet two years ago after an incompetent colleague screwed up a tense confrontation with an armed suspect. Deeply traumatized by the incident, Cass resigned from the Chicago PD, leaving one less female African-American on the force. Now she’s the head of a one-woman private investigation agency, taking on just enough work to pay the bills. She spends the rest of her time keeping an eye on the tenants in her little Hyde Park apartment building, biking along the lakefront, and playing chess with the only father figure she’s ever known, Father Ray Heaton. When Father Ray asks Cass to look into a recent spate of vandalism at his church, she readily agrees to handle the case. But only hours later she’s horrified to discover his murdered body in the church confessional, a dead gangbanger sprawled out nearby. She knew Pop, as she called him, had ticked off plenty of people, from slumlords to drug dealers and even some parishioners and politicians, with his uncompromising defense of the downtrodden. But a late-night random theft doesn’t seem like much of a motive at a cash-strapped parish like Saint Brendan’s. The lead detective assigned to the case is all too ready to dismiss it as an interrupted burglary gone awry, just another statistic in a violent city. But Cass’s instincts tell her otherwise, and badge or no badge, she intends to see justice done . . .

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Broken Places

You might miss the pain because it’s disguised as anger; oh but it’s there, oozing from all the broken places ~ Helena Grey. Hi everyone, yesterday’s post was a tad spicy so let’s balance it out here. Every story has two sides and today I wanted us to talk about the other side, meaning the story of the other party in the blame game. One would be remiss to think that either party is having a good…

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Life is hard and it has this habit of knocking us on our asses (pardon the language 😘). We go through so much in our lives that we can sometimes become broken or at least feel like we are. I know I do. I feel broken and useless sometimes, whether it’s because of my lack of health or maybe it’s my struggle with faith, either way it is a daily struggle.

But even though I may feel broken and…

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We'll tell you all about our broken places of yesterday but don't dare admit the limitations of our today.

Lysa TerKeurst,  The Best Yes

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Grace waits in broken places

“Grace waits in broken places. . . . Grace seeps through the broken places and seeps into the lowest places, a balm for wounds.”- Ann Voskamp

Ann Voskamp concludes Chapter 14 of The Broken Way by observing that some wounds so twist and form us.  In the process, they become much more painful and deeper than scars.  Specifically, some wounds become who we actually believe we are.

However, Ms. Voskamp counters, the crossbeam supporting an abundant life in Christ consists of living as one truly loved and cherished by God.  Ann explains:

“Belovedness is the center of being, the only real identity, God’s only name for you, the only identity He gives you.  And you won’t ever feel like you belong anywhere until . . . you let yourself feel the truth of that — the truth your hear has always known because He who made it wrote your name right here.”

Yet, the serpent tries to make you feel alone and on trial- with you as the chief prosecutor.  Satan endlessly poisons you with self-lies.  Therefore, Ann posits that until we believe God loves us this minute more than we could ever dream of loving ourselves, we really don’t have enough faith.

In conclusion, Ann describes the role of grace in this process:

“Grace . . . gives us what we’d never ask for but always needed, and moves us to become what we always wanted.  But hardly ever the way we wanted (emphasis Ann’s).”

Perhaps, Ann encourages, we need to believe less in ourselves, and what Jesus says about us more.   The cross of Jesus can be a weapon in our hands we take into our hearts to break us free.  And cut the head off a lying snake.

Today’s question: How has God’s grace waited for you in broken places?  Please share.

Tomorrow’s blog: “A personal encounter with the cross”

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The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places.

Ernest Hemingway - A Farewell to Arms