In secret ways, as I walk with people, I'm finding that this story is similar to how many feel at times. I found this paragraph insightfully descriptive and expressive.
"Over breakfast, Kit sat listening for the better part of an hour to my sharing what seemed the most relevant facts of my life story. Navigating like a brain surgeon around people and circumstan- ces dangerously near tender scars, I suddenly fell speechless upon accidental- ly puncturing a painful wound and could not continue. Not quick to intervene, Kit offered a concerned smile and after a long, uncomfortable silence said, "Perhaps it's time for quiet." In the stillness, there was no escaping my brokenness. Perhaps this was why solitude was so threatening. With the noise of my frenetic activity silenced, the muffled voices of emptiness and
despair then demanded to be heard."
(Jim Palmer. Divine Nobodies: Shedding Religion To Find God- And the unlikely people who help you.)
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