In my lifetime I have had the priviledge of partaking in some very intimate conversations where people have shared deep woundings…scars from their lives..traumas from their past.  I heard the hurt…saw the tears from broken hearts and watched as these same people portrayed small acts of kindness…glimmers of a heart with a desire to show love, even if only in small ways.  As I watched, my heart melted every time.  What beauty it is to me and how it touches my heart so to see the wounded step, even for a moment, out around their pain in order to love.  It astounds me that such love exists where bitterness and rage should/could reside instead…

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