The world doesn't need another opinion.
There are already enough of those.
The world needs to be loved, to be brought whole.
So what does love look like?
Giving when I want to take...
Patience in the midst of a storm.
It looks like bending when I think I'm going to break.
To find out I can bend a little more.
It looks like keeping my mouth shut when I have something to say.
So I can hear the heart of the person bleeding right in front of me.
Instead of passing on criticism - sharing in passion.
And acknowledging the safety there.
Everyone is looking for the best for them, in them, and around them.
I shouldn't make that journey harder, but light the path along the way.