It Is In The Darkest Skies That

As We Walk Our Individual Life Journeys, We Pick Up Resentments And Hurts, Which Attach Themselves To Our Souls Like Burrs Clinging To A Hiker's Socks. These Stowaways May Seem Insignificant At First, But, Over Time, If We Do Not Occasionally Stop And Shake Them Free, The Accumulation Becomes A Burden To Our Souls.

We Spend Our Life Building Higher Fences And Stronger Locks, When The Gravest Dangers Are Already Inside

I Am Facing The Most Difficult Thing Of My Life, My Own Greatest Failure.

Can You Ever Forgive Me? I Already Have. How Could You? I Don't Deserve It. That's What Makes It Love.

We Cannot Enslave Others Without Enslaving A Part Of Ourselves.