Broken Woman

There's a woman domineering and sinister. She lies in wait for her next prey. There's a woman who's strong and devisive, not taking resting until she's cut down someone else. A shark of a woman, scouring the seas for her next victim. She's rude, abrasive, and cuts to the core of a person without knowing a thing about them - but that's just it, she doesn't want to know about anyone else - she doesn't want to care.

This woman who's lost her son, her husband, her sister, and her parents. Her biggest fears have come to reality and she can't face them for the trauma's they were. No, instead she goes on building herself up into this big deal, buying things to cover her pain. But she knows, just like everyone else around her, that no matter how many cars or houses she has, they will never fill the gaping void of her heart.

But the truth is, this woman is damaged, broken, and downtrodden. Living for years behind the pillars and walls she's built, she no longer feels, no longer has the capacity to love. She's walked so far down the road of hurt that who she's become is a shell of a woman. She no longer finds joy or peace, only negativity and anger. This woman is no longer a woman, but a body indwelt by a jezebel spirity. And she doesn't even know that her pain is written all over her face. She's dying inside but refuses to listen to the love of others.

This woman needs Jesus.

Period.

For with Christ the hurts are faced and redeemed. Through Christ the pain is replaced with peace, and the sorrow is turned to joy. With Christ this woman can find hope beyond the money, toys, fame, and popularity. With Christ her gaping wound, the gaping void is filled with love, compassion, mercy, and healing.

Christ is the answer.

And until this woman knows that he's the answer, those surrounding her should be on their knees interceding for her in every way. Asking Christ to show up in her life and for the Spirit of God to shower her with the knowledge that she is loved, she is cared for, she is protected by His grace.

I finally understand what interceding for another is really like - when I met Charlene one fateful night in May. A woman broken by a past full of sadness... may He replace her scorn towards Him with an unquenchable desire for Him. Lord Jesus, have your way... surround her and speak to her your love.