Better Than a Hallelujah

“The Sacrifices of God.....Better Than a Hallelujah"

“The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.”

I hate my brokenness, my warped mind.  Hate it.  It is a result of sin, the attack of sin.  The attack of the one that wants to kill, steal and destroy my life.  This is why Jesus came – to destroy sin and death and heal my brokenness. 

So, why does God honor such brokenness.  Seems almost cruel.  A broken and contrite heart?

God honors it because when I recognize that I am broken,  I recognize my helplessness.   It makes me ever so sorrowful.  My heart aches.  My heart pains.  My heart feels the weight of my warped mind. Those things that I hate, I do.  For what I want to do, I do not do. (Ro. 7:15)    It reminds me that on my own, I am wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked.  (Rev. 3:17) Yes, I have a new heart, a new spirit.  Clean.  Washed.  But I daily live with my warped mind.  My broken mind.  It causes me to fall on my knees before God and acknowledge daily that I am nothing without Jesus Christ.  This is my worship.  This is my sacrifice.  I am ever so thankful  that I am righteous before God because of Jesus.

Isn’t God amazing?  The thing that I hate the most, my brokenness, my sin, is used as a tool to worship!  I will offer my broken mind before God as a sacrifice.  I will worship Him.  I will praise Him.  My Jesus.  My redeemer.  The lamb of God that was crushed for my brokenness.

When I am weak, then I am strong.