Jenna Brogden

Restored. I never thought this level of redemption could be attained. It’s easy to let the illusion of time diminish the glorious weight of a defining moment with the Father. This specific encounter with the Lord is a moment I have fought to maintain a posture of living from, since March. Remembrance has been key. Thankfulness has been my gate. Stillness has been crucial. What was my heartbreak but a mere opportunity to pursue my ample heart-mend? It would be ignorant to deny my 3 years of emotional heftiness, but the same ignorance rides on a lack of recognizing that where my flesh + my emotions failed, HIS Spirit and HIS love sustained. Love without encounter is substance-less. The substance appears ‘less’ when I refuse it. The substance becomes matter when I let it permeate--THIS is vulnerability. The Lord showed me the significance in complete and utter rawness before Him. It felt ugly. It looked like brutal honesty. It was audible expression. It was the end of being reactive. The end of nasty pride and reliance on my own strength. And it was oh so beautiful. He knows everything about the condition of our hearts and our minds, yet He YEARNS for His beloved to COME to Him. What a beautiful picture of divine intimacy. Would it offend you if I told you that heart healing wasn’t profound? It’s in the “coming” to God that welcomes in His Spirit’s rushing wind, that demolishes all pain. It was just as important for my heart to be exposed to an agonizing destruction of past hurt, as it was for my heart to be exposed to perfect reconstruction. He simply healed my heart. He taught me how to let Him into the painful cracks, and He showed me the fullness of His touch. He took me to the hidden corners of suppressed male wounds, and He held me in each corner until His restoration and redemption were all that remained. It was in His covering and embrace that my heart experienced the ultimate safety and uprooting. His love met me past a surface level transparency, and straight into a bottomless vulnerability. He washed away all debris. All residue. The structure and foundation of His promises remained, and now I'm standing on them. He is Yahweh, and He is faithful to put His finishing touches on the work that He has begun in your heart.

Written by: Jenna Brogden