Sometimes, we let ourselves feel more than other times.

Sometimes, we let that vulnerability blast out of our hearts and eyeballs so fiercely that a thousand swallows can’t keep it down.

Other times, we spend a lot of energy trying to control our very own emotions and resisting sensitivity and selflessness.

But when we finally break.   And when we admit that it’s okay not to think everything is peachy.  And we let it happen.

A rush.

Not a rush like a roller coaster.  Not a rush like falling in love.  A rush like loving the falling.

Loving the allowing.

Like. Finally.

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Lord, I ache for my friends who are in pain right now.  People who have crossed my path by Your great and wonderful will.  I am honored to have known them and loved them.

Be with them.  Hold them.  Be You to them.

Speak to my heart, that I might serve them and love them by Your grace.

Thank you for perspective.  For healing.  For tenderness.  Thank for hearing and answering my prayers.

Thank you for being real in my heart and for never leaving me.

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