"I dug a new grave for my sarcasm and wicked anger, my self-defense and my own weak reputation, my “rights” and my pride, my comebacks and retaliations, then my need to be liked and understood and appreciated and approved. I prayed through every wound, every slight, every cruelty, every name-calling, every judgment, every hurt, and I released over and over again, they know not what they do.
And I chose to make peace all over again. I chose ferocious gentleness. I chose kindness. I chose Love. " (Sarah Bessy)
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