The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.
The low point, the bottom, the place where you find God in all of His love and mercy. Just when you thought you were unloveable pond scum, God washes you clean. In our brokenness God comes to us just as we are, with unconditional love. At our worst, we are moldable and ready to accept all God has to offer.
Lord, thank you for being my safety net when I hit my lowest point. Thank you for lifting me into your loving arms and bringing me to a place of hope and joy.