Broken But Blessed

From the outside it looked like I had it all together.

Wealthy, successful, happily-married – I was respected, even admired, by everyone around me. They all knew of the victories the Aramean army had won under my leadership, of how I was hailed as a “mighty warrior”. I had worked hard, and now I was reaping the rewards. Second in command only to the king, I was proud of all I had achieved.

But what no-one outside my household knew was that I was getting sick. The scabs and patches appearing on my skin were the tell-tale signs of leprosy. They were multiplying and spreading, and I knew there was no cure.

The thought of what lay ahead terrified me – not only the physical suffering, but people’s reactions when they found out.

Instead of being admired and applauded, I would be avoided – branded unclean.

Instead of being viewed as successful, I would be seen as… broken.

Join me at Gracefully Truthful to dig into Naaman’s story some more and reflect on how God meets us in our brokenness.