Christ’s love is a powerful light that breaks through the cracks of our hearts. If we are fortunate to have cracks, then there is assurance of light bolting through. That is the joy of a broken heart. Sounds oxymoronic, but true. Where there is a crack, there is an opening. In my life, at one point I allowed the cracks to be infiltrated with foreign particles that gradually ate away at the insides of my heart, of my being, on the outside I was drowning within myself, I couldn’t hold on to anything, I was weak from the inside and was self destructing. But with the light, God’s love, His piercing power, though you are weak, you will be strengthened from the inside. Then you can hold on to truths about God: who he is and who you are in him. MAGNANIMOUS isn’t it?
In addition, I find, it is at that stage of brokenness, desperation, and vulnerability that we are inclined to receive comfort. However it is the kind of comfort and timing that defines it all. Some of us are so quick to get out of this dark place so much that in our brokenness we settle for anything and anyone who promises relief; while others take on the brokenness as their identity: shut out everything else and overtime the cracks that once hinted at the possibility of percolation turn into impenetrable calluses. Oh the horror when in a foolish attempt to protect ourselves we end up doing more damage to ourselves and to others! But here is the good news, even in the darkest, hardest, and lowest of places, love is still able to conquer, the light is able to break through.
16 You do not delight in sacrifice, or I would bring it;
you do not take pleasure in burnt offerings.
17 My sacrifice, O God, is[b] a broken spirit;
a broken and contrite heart
you, God, will not despise.
Psalm 147:3 – He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
C.S. Lewis adds his two cents to the matter
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”
― C.S. Lewis,
Finally, I leave you with the image of the Dispersion of Light from Physics, where when a narrow beam of white light falls on the refractive side of a prism, the light coming from the other face of the prism is broken into seven colours( the colours of the rainbow). For the broken-hearted, your heart is like the prism through which from a crack, God’s love, his light, comes in like a peek and goes out as a massive display of colours.