but thats the thing that gets me.
there is no them.
or at least….meh. you get it.
i actually feel compassion when i see it. but now i know its a thing only God can fix.
but thats the thing that gets me.
there is no them.
or at least….meh. you get it.
i actually feel compassion when i see it. but now i know its a thing only God can fix.
I have caught myself in knee jerk reactions that have creeped a part of me that is paying attention. Next thought is shit, ok, we need to take a new inventory, figure out how I truly feel and what was placed there by unguarded consumption of information.