Blessed are the broken, those shattered in spirit by those who should have made them strong. Blessed are the grieved in a world that pretends positivity will take away pain. For while the kingdoms of the able and affluent corral and crush, the kingdom of God is a seed split open. May you know your breaking is a broadening. May you trust your ache is an awakening. The kingdom of God is a seed split open, and the kingdom belongs to you.
