I Want A Broken Heart

This is the theme of my days recently.

"I've got faith in the bank
and money in my heart
I've got a calloused place
where your ring used to be, my love

I've traded naked and unashamed
for a better place to hide
for a righteous mask
a suit of fig leaves and lies

I thought the cattle on a thousand hills
was not enough to pay my bills
and I fell in love with those who proved me wrong
and now I want a broken heart"

-Derek Webb

I am way too good at ignoring the voice that whispers, "You are even more calloused to all of this than you even realize."

It's a scary prayer - the one for brokenness that is.

I can rest in God's grace - but I think my problem is too much rest.