“The sacrifice pleasing to God is a broken spirit. God, You will not despise a broken and humbled heart” (Ps 51:17)
This is my story: before I became saved I hated to break anything of value. I felt guilty and angry when a flower vase broke or a tea cup got chipped. I always felt a sense of irreparably loss. But after Jesus came into my heart, I saw beauty and gain into the things I previously despised. As praise is a sacrifice, so a broken heart is a sacrifice. It is only a broken heart that can truly worship God! It is only a broken heart that has ‘space’ to accommodate others in love!
I prayed: ‘Please, Father God, You be the one that breaks my heart. You do it first before the devil has a chance to do it. For with You, there is healing and mercy in the breaking…’
God has broken my heart many times. Some time He used a little stick. Other times He used an ‘industrial hammer’. It was always painful. Like a surgery is. But the pain was mingled with hope. The Balm of Gilead did its work. The after effect was wonderful! I experienced Holy Spirit freedom, open eyes to see the King in His beauty and grace to soar straight into His arms. Glory to the Lamb upon the throne!
Green Pastures 
Yes, so good! Thank you! Xoxo