It’s either love or something else. If it’s something else, let it go.
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It’s either love or something else. If it’s something else, let it go.
Non-forgiveness is like clutching a hot coal in our closed fist. We only drop it when a moment of perfect clarity reveals how holding this pain has distorted and deformed our entire humanhood.
In the game’s second half, there are sundry encouragements to let go of things—if not actual then conceptual, e.g., mental things. In practice, this means relinquishing our opinions. Sadly, for many of us, this is just not an option.
In the soul’s gymnasium, it’s not what a man does that matters; it’s what he stops doing.
Women cry easily, naturally. Tears release endorphins; a good cry is good medicine. Men are mostly strangers to how they feel. They cry hard, in spasms, or not at all.
Jesus cried extravagantly.