basically, all healing comes from awareness and love.
with all shreds of good intention laid temporarily aside, exposing brutal honesty, well, life knocks you down hard sometimes. with a realization of how inconsiderable your strength really is, and also how much it hurts to be strong, and it leaves you empty and dry and lonely and all lowercase.
it is never the end, though. there is always a chance for a new beginning. and special grace i think is reserved for those who muster all their inconsiderable courage to leave their hearts open and vulnerable even after they have been broken. when you're aware of the pain, that is the only way to become aware of the peace too. i think.... it is better to hurt than feel nothing at all. and it is through our vulnerability that we find love again. there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears, and love will not break your heart but dismiss your fears. it will come, you will see.
i guess what i'm thankful for most is that He hears our silences and knows our empty spaces
and that He is all the capital letters i will ever need.
further up and further in. the only place left to go.