A phrase from my faith practice that speaks strongly to me today.  

Brokenness is all around me – in my family, my community, my country.  And  through this division, distrust and discontent, runs the meandering river of my loved one’s decline.

It’s overwhelming.

My impotent attempts to “fix things”, to re-establish “normalcy” — crash
onto the rocks of despair and heartbreak.   

My only hope of healing is to feel the brokenness and share it.