Growing up in the church I heard the story of how one cannot put new wine in old wineskins. It didn't make sense to me why that was, it is almost like not recycling or something. Then I had a pastor talk about how sometimes if a pot has an imperfection, a potter will crush the pot an start all over again. Of course this implies that there are imperfections worthy of destroying us over, but it reality, the picture isn't quite so black and white.
I have been broken, twice in my life. So completely scarred that I felt my life was over. The first time was over a long period of time, and although I still have struggle to recover completely, I came out the other side of brokenness with a resolve that I never had before. The second time I was broken didn't last long, but the pieces were so crushed, like powder, I felt there was no way to be remade. But I was remade, and I am whole now.
I know that brokenness leads to renewal, there is no doubt in my mind because I have lived it. I have gone through the destruction only to come out the other side completely made new. Old wineskins can never hold the purity, the strength and the greatness of the new wine, that is why we are not made to always be the same.
Our Creator made us to be remade time and again.