Even When it Hurts

 Will you ever respect the depth of  passion I have for what I love ?

Recognize that I feel it is a calling to speak up, to deny that which is harmful to those whose pain I feel?

Will you ever treat me as an equal who cares as much for humanity as you and grieves deeply for what we’ve all lost? 

Will you ever respect me as someone who believes they are doing God’s work in their own way and cannot turn away from it

 

even when it hurts? 

The Power of Love

 If love heals, what does the lack of love do?

 It is impossible for a person to feel they belong when others don't accept them as they are.

Imagine

Imagine a world where we respect each others pain; allowing space for it to be heard; listening to the wisdom held in it's anger and indignation, instead of pushing it away so that we don't have to feel it ourselves.  

What if we provided a soft place, a sanctuary for the wounded to heal, held them in compassion as they purged the toxins from their soul. 

What if we took responsibly for the well being of each other as if our very lives depend on it.

What if they do?

 It’s better to be alone than with people who don’t want you.