10/18/2026
The Scribbling Scribe ✍🏾
LORD, HEAL MY HEART, THAT I MAY DO YOUR WORK.
Last night, I had a dream that left an indelible impression upon my heart. I awakened with a renewed conviction that personal brokenness is essential to fulfilling the divine mandate of God for our generation.
Dr. Bob Pierce, founder of World Vision, once prayed: “Let my heart be broken with the things that break the heart of God.”
These words profoundly express the sentiments of my own heart. In the dream, I remember weeping and petitioning our God with these words: “Lord, heal my heart, that I may do Your work.”
As I reflected upon this encounter, I realized that there is a brokenness God desires to heal and a brokenness He desires us to carry.
He heals the wounds that distort our vision, compromise our love, and hinder our obedience. Yet He also cultivates within us a heart that remains tender toward the suffering of humanity, the injustices of our world, and the things that grieve His own heart.
Perhaps one of the greatest dangers facing our generation is not the absence of gifting, revelation, influence, or opportunity, but the possibility of possessing all these things while losing our capacity to be moved by what moves the heart of God.
We can become proficient in the work of God while becoming increasingly disconnected from the heart of God.
Our generation does not merely need more gifted leaders. We need men and women whose hearts have been transformed by the very Christ they proclaim.
Brokenness is not weakness. When surrendered to God, it becomes the sacred place where compassion is awakened, pride is dismantled, motives are purified, and our lives become available for His redemptive purposes.
The Psalmist declared, “A broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.” Psalm 51:17
I am increasingly convinced that the measure of our success in this generation cannot simply be what we build, how far we reach, or how many follow us. It must also be measured by how faithfully our lives reflect the heart and character of Christ.
May we never become so consumed with fulfilling our assignments that we neglect the condition of the hearts through which those assignments must flow.
And so, I return to the cry that arose from within me in the dream: “Lord, heal my heart, that I may do Your work.”
Not merely with greater power, but with greater purity. Not merely with greater influence, but with greater compassion.
Not merely to accomplish something significant for God, but to faithfully reveal His heart to a generation desperately in need of Him.
Lord, break our hearts with what breaks Yours, and heal within us everything that prevents us from loving as You love. ❤️