Broken souls

 God,

What are you doing to me?  Metamorphosis is happening. Anger occurs. You show up to show me what serves me. Anger is leaving me quicker these days. Acceptance is getting to be easier to swallow. I’m admitting when others are right. This one right here used to sting worse than a thousand bees. When I want to isolate, you aren’t giving in. You continue to shower me with what I need, not what I want. I’m finding what I want is not what I need most. What I need is what You are giving me. A love that is not transactional. A love that doesn’t need to be reciprocated. A love that is not dependent on external forces. You are loving me without preamble. You are loving me deeper when I am honest and broken. Broken souls make the best vessels. 

Love yourself and one another

Regine



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