“You taught me how to love; you taught me how to live; you taught me how to laugh; you taught me how to cry, but when you left, you forgot to teach me how to forget.”

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scarred people are beautiful

I’ve seen a number of movies lately, Lord,

  like Romeo and Juliet.

The love of young people, at least in those movies,

  is beautiful…so simple…so total…so uncomplicated.

They seem so natural,

  so free in their emotions, so clear in their feelings.

I wish I could be like that, Lord, but it can’t be.

Why is it so?

I’ve been hurt, Lord

I have trusted and been betrayed at times.

I have loved and recieved nothing in return.

I have tried hard to care and failed often.

I have shared my secrets and, heard them

  whispered to others.

I have been warm and recieved a cold shoulder.

I have been through it, Lord.

I’ve fallen on my face. I’ve banged my shins. I’ve been bruised.

Look, Lord, I’m all covered with scars!

THE LORD speaks:

Maybe you haven’t understood enough;

Maybe you haven’t learned 

that human life is like that:

All saints are scarred.

Young love isn’t the highest form of human love.

The greatest love comes from scarred people.

I know that many people stop loving

so they won’t be hurt .

But those people who do start over again,

who continue inspite of all,

who leave themselves open

to the possibility of being hurt again.

These people are able to love again

in a deeper way, a richer way.

indeed,scarred people are beautiful.

wow LORD. 

I was destined to be with you in that recollection.

I’m pyschologically paralyzed but then you are there to heal me..

I Love you..

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