Popp!nTalk
It is you, Black Rose, whom God searches for to find, to love, to bring home and water. Black Rose, do not let the red roses fool you, their grandeur is nothing that matters to God. He cares not for perfection; he cares for the trampled.
He finds those who have been pushed aside and brings them into his inner circle. He homes them and adores them.
Communicating from a place of love and desire for connection and healing really does help to close the gaps.
Thus, I will trek this journey of pain…
Why would I want to live unless it were in my dreams, and why would I want to breathe unless it were the air of hope and beauty?
You must love your soul, before you can love your mirror or what you see in it. And remember, healing takes time. Thus, let us travel with light foot and without haste, so we do not trip along our way.
You deserve to be treated and handled as a gift and a blessing ❤️
Because you are and that is absolute truth
And so our two travelers have awoken to the pain of consequences from their decisions, but for E… this morning is painfully pleasant.
Please do not use me, I am tired of the pain of a raw and discarded heart. Am I no use except being needed? Am I nothing to want? No, I deserve to be wanted, and am tired of being needed.
“Where did our little angel go?” Wherever it is that you put her. However it is that you taught her.
You need hope, and I have the one single solution for 2020-itis. Read on and be relieved. 🙂
This gives me great, great HOPE 😌
