Rejecting a child
Leaves a legacy of shame
Never growing up
Reading this in the midst of intensive therapy calls attention to the fact that I must guard my heart from darkness already dwelling there. To put it vaguely, I have shadows cast from past rejection, abuse and shame. These weights keep me from pouring out love as well as prevent me from accepting any. The time has come to shine more light upon them so the sun gets to full noon, making it impossible for the shadows to exist. Then those experiences can develop further wisdom and understanding. I pray I can spill that lovingly so that other people can see the light and feel the warmth of that hope as well.
“The path of the righteous is like the first gleam of dawn,
shining ever brighter till the full light of day.”