You say broken
Like it’s a bad thing.
All my favorite people
Are broken.

Brokenness
Allows newness
It’s when we are
Free to make something
Different of our lives.

It’s where we find
Our uniqueness
And differentiate
Ourselves from the herd.
To change direction
And move
Closer to freedom.

A seed breaks
through the ground
But the ground
Doesn’t cry
“I’m broken!”
Rather it offers
Space and
Nourishment for the
Beauty that is to come.

You think sitting
On the sidelines
Is where the outcast go.

I think the sidelines
Are the best seats
In the house.
To one side
You have an
Unobstructed view
Of possibilities.

To the other,
You get to watch
All those trying
To be the same.

The same as what?
You ask.
The same as those
Who aren’t different.

If sameness is normal
And normal is average
Why would we want
To strive for that?

I think it’s time
To embrase
Our brokenness
And make something
Amazing out of it.

I think it’s time
To buy tickets to
The best seats
In the house,
Get a drink
And enjoy the show!

I think your
brokenness
Is beautiful
if YOU let it be.

I think average
Is very under rated –
Normal is boring –
And sameness
Is brainless.

You scream “broken”
And I shout “favorite”
You feel outcast
I see elite.

What is the difference?
You’ve yet to embrace
Your brokenness and
I am ever so grateful
For what it has
Made of me.