I feel for you
Trapped in a prison
Feeding hatred
Towards yourself
Then spewing the outfall
On others who honestly bear their souls
Struggling towards healing, understanding and answers
By embracing confusion and vulnerability
You wear your anger, condemnation and rigid certainty
Like an armor
That no flower of love seems to penetrate
Are there times you weep inside
Silently
Even if you cannot bear to acknowledge the tears?
So you say you sinned
Then own the wounds that gave rise to it
Determine to help and commit to your own healing
Know that God does not judge you
All he wishes and longs for
Is for you to turn all of this pain and agony around
To forgive
And love yourself
It’s one of the hardest things to do ❤️
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I know if only we could 💔
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