I’m sorry for the assumptions I’ve made.
The blind jokes about pain I’ve never felt.
I’m sorry for thinking I was somehow
“above,” “higher,” “better,”
just because I was blessed enough
to never have tasted that kind of struggle.
I’m sorry for the occasional downright mean comment,
but mostly I’m sorry for the
God’s been opening my eyes
in quite a painful way lately.
He’s brought a certain new type of struggle
heart-wrenchingly close to home.
And now, in a way,
I see that what goes on in someone’s mind,
no matter how illogical it seems to me,
is just as legitimate.
I see that lacking personal experience
is no excuse for keeping my ears, eyes, and heart
I see that simply listening to someone’s pain
and speaking truth into it
goes a long way in bringing healing.
I see that I don’t have to fully understand someone
to come alongside them,
to take some of the pain upon myself,
and give my attention, time, and heart.
I see that indifference
Is no longer an option.
Hello! I'm Anna: a strong believer in uncontrollable laughter, powerful words, and a morning cup of coffee. I pray these posts will encourage you towards a Christ- centered life and healthy mind. Be sure to connect with me on social media for post updates and more content. I'll see ya there!