Things are sanctified by our own endowment, sanctifying us
My Son’s passion is a show of Our love’s purity, not a message that you needed His sacrifice…
I do not welcome you into my home because of WHAT you are to my home. I welcome you because of WHO you are to me.
If you fail at raising me out of my sadness, then you too will be sad. That will make me sadder. I choose and own my sadness right now because I believe it is where I am supposed to be, to be true to my Self. It is not despair. It is widening, not deepening.
An expression how the ways of the world yield brokenness as the cellar door to The Way
Let yourself be the ultimate *victim* you were created to be.