On my desk I have a toy (imagine that) figurine, Woody, from the Pixar Movie, Toy Story. His is sitting on a horse, tipping his hat. If you push on the base of the figurine, he collapses. He is a collapsible string toy. I looked it up on Google to make sure I had the name right. Asher and I were playing with the toy, and it occurred to me that many believers are just like that toy. They know how to “look” broken, but they really aren’t.
King David understood what it meant to be broken. There were no strings going to pop him back up into place. He had made a terrible mess of things, but he knew enough to go back to what he knew and Who he knew. He penned these words: The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise. (Psalm 51:17). Broken I think I get, but I can’t tell you the last time I used the word contrite in my every day conversation. I did a little reading up on this word, and if you look at its history you get a clear image of what God is looking for. Contrite literally means worn out, ground to pieces.
Okay, all those seeking to be pulverized step to the right please. What, no takers? I don’t know anyone who gets excited about the breaking process. It made me think of dirt…the kind you want to plant in. Remember the story Jesus told about the seeds and soil? The soil that was ready to receive the seed was the soil that was tilled, broken up. So what needs broken up, pulverized, ground to pieces in your life? What do you pretend in front of others to be broken over, but when they’re not looking you let the string go taunt and you pull it back together?
Understanding what God really wants from me definitely adds new meaning to “no strings attached.” It’s time to cut the strings and let the breaking begin.
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