Popp!nTalk
The reflections we receive from other people’s reactions toward us can be hurtful and inaccurate mirrors.
How do we process this and use truth to combat it when those mirrors begin to show us ugly things?
Sometimes, life feels like a dead-end. Stagnant. “Where the heck is life?” you ask, numbly, sitting on the edge of your bed.
Friend, let me pick up your face with a little light and love:
Read on ❤
I was right about one thing… I’d never find anyone like her, again.
Distrust has wedged herself again between these two tortured souls. Neither knows how to fix or approach the other and this disconnect–this silence–may be deafening for a while.
Who’s the one that’s there through all?
Ask the fellow in the mirror, “How are you?” And this time, reply. Because that person will really always be there, and is sometimes all you’ve got, and they’ll listen. Open your own ears and your own heart to your own self.
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
Popp!nTalk