Brokenness is the operative issue of our time - broken souls, broken hearts, broken places.
Broken bottles, broken plates, broken switches, broken gates. Broken dishes, broken parts, streets are filled with broken hearts.
Our life is full of brokenness - broken relationships, broken promises, broken expectations. How can we live with that brokenness without becoming bitter and resentful except by returning again and again to God's faithful presence in our lives.
A broken immigration system means broken families and broken lives.
Everybody knows something's broken in the world. But illogically, foolishly, we are looking for fixes from broken people with broken ideas in broken places.
In true love there is no heart break. A broken heat means broken demands, broken expectations and broken hopes.
This world is full of broken things: broken hearts, broken promises, broken people.
A broken immigration system means broken families means broken lives. That's what is at stake.
I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.
Broken Britain isn't just about our indebted economy, it's also about our broken society and broken politics too.
I’m a deeply broken person, and broken institutions fascinate me.
I'm a deeply broken person, and broken institutions fascinate me.
Dogs with broken legs are shot; men with broken souls write through the night.
In a time of polarized politics there's one thing that more than ninety percent of Americans agree on, that our government is broken, and broken because of the money in politics.
Let me tell you something: You can live in a broken home, you can play with a broken toy, but you cannot love with a broken heart.
Prolonged unemployment is a tragedy of broken lives, broken families, foreclosed homes, and life without health insurance.