Groaning for Redemption

During Lent, as I have spent much less time online, I have been reading some good books. Right now I'm re-reading Donald Miller's Blue Like Jazz. A few nights ago I read this particular excerpt and it resonated with me; I felt as though I could have written it myself:

I wanted to be over this, done with this. I didn't want to live in a broken world or a broken me. I wasn't trying to weasel out of anything, I just wasn't in the mood to be on earth that night.

I have been feeling that more than ever lately. Please don't worry about me; this isn't coming out of a place of depression. It's coming out of a place of reflection, of realizing more and more how broken the world is, how broken I am, and my desire to not live that way anymore.

For we know that the whole creation has been groaning together in the pains of childbirth until now. And not only the creation, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies. -Romans 8:22-23