Your warm embrace left daggers in my back… and pushed the old ones further in.

I only wanted warmth.

I’ll never know the pain Jesus felt. He continued to love, through his torture and death.

I won’t. Not for you, I won’t. I’m only ashamed of betraying myself by trying to see the good in you. And because of this damage, I may be hurting him and I never want to cause him pain.

But… what if he pushes the daggers too?

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Dear Daughter,

Be careful who you love. Do not awaken love until it is ready. Do not stir a resting lion. Do not play with fire.

Dear Son,

Know your truth. Be a man of integrity and remember – a man’s word is his bond. Embrace yourself and love you first. Look after the women around you.