Brokenness? Not something to be desired. Yet, something required.
What is the road to brokenness? Someone who is honest enough to tell you the truth about yourself. Deep, deep introspection at the mercy of a loving heavenly Father and the Word. A mistake made which reveals the nastiness of ones heart. Being face to face with such deception that the only place to turn is quiet solitude.
I have heard that when eagles molt and work at becoming stronger, they have to totally rid themselves of the things that protect them and give them their terror. They chew off their talons, smash their beaks on rocks, and pull out their flying feathers so that all can grow back stronger than ever. I wonder what that looks like for humans?