But what if I turned my pain
Into care for others
My worries
Into consideration for another
My fears
into inquiries of their faith
What if I took my hurts
And instead of retreating into isolation
I turned them into a further reach
Instead of an “I have too much here to extend an ear”
A picked up phone call
A message sent
A message received
The truth is
When we love others better
We are loving ourselves too
Those in our lives are not burdens
They are our roots
They help us grow up in wholeness
And usher healing in
They remind us where we’ve come from
And where we were when we began
If we opened our mouths
When we’d rather keep them closed
We’d find that we needed them
To lead us back home
You’ll never regret a single call you took
Only the silence
When only inside you looked
We need each other
To grow in these hard days
When normal is unfamiliar
And words are used as blades
They remind us of future
And that we are not our old ways
Of who we are becoming
And the beauty on display
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