cracked

I'm sure at one time or another we have all felt like damages goods. I remember having a huge void in my life that nothing could fill. One friend of mine used to call it, "Broke, busted and disgusted".
Been there, but even talking about it didn't help.
Using quick fixes in my life didn't help either. Parties, music and most things that usually cheered me up just make me feel worse. I started to wonder if I was going crazy or something. You know, cracked. The cheese has slid off the cracker, elevator doesn't go to the top, couple cans short of a six pack.
That was about the time someone told me about Jesus. I thought, 'Your kidding, what would Jesus want with me? I'm a mess.' I'm not sure where I got the idea that I had to be put together to get serious about the Lord but that is what I thought. I heard about the scripture, a broken and a contrite spirit he will not despise. I also thought about how the full he will turn away empty but the empty he will fill with good things.

Cool.

I definitely felt empty. I suppose there is a chance for someone like me. If I can do it, anyone can....