Breathe Out Sadness, Inhale Truth


January 2018:

This was a text message I received from a close friend of mine. These words brought me a sense of peace at the time. . .and even now. I hope they may do the same for you. 

My young friend:

I appreciate being able to share my sorrows with you. It helps.

And as I breathe out the old sadness I inhale the truth...

I'm paying a small price for the knowledge I've been entrusted with. I'm in a nightmare but I'm starting to Know I'm dreaming. With a turn of my glance the whole world can be dazzling new. I am seeking to grow compassion for my love and all those who are accidentally tearing me down. For them the nightmare is very real. I'm trying to know what love looks like: do you wake a child from a night terror or let them resolve it in their time. Can I force a flower to bloom? Or transplant it in the night?

I've grown to know that at least I can't stop my own growth for another.

I believe we're all okay in the end.

Thank you for your love.

Me:

I can relate to the small price you’re paying for the sweet gift you’ve been given. There’s a saying. . .“you’re only as happy as your saddest child.” I feel the heaviness you’re under. But I feel that I need to feel it to know how to cover you in prayers, thoughts, energy, and love. This is a season for both of us. We can do this. Much of it, I feel may be out of our control. We almost need to just sit back and watch it happen.

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