To everyone I’ve ever hurt, please forgive me. Hurt people hurt other people. I didn’t know what I was doing.
To everyone who’s ever hurt me. Thank you. You gave me the beautiful gift of searching my own shadows in the mirror in order to find the ugliness that I had inflicted upon my own heart.
To everyone who’s ever tried to love me. Thank you. Although my heart has been closed off to love for a very long time, your heart didn’t pour into me in vain. Your encouragement gave me the energy to keep getting up in moments when I didn’t have the strength to crawl forward. You poured into me what I wasn’t able to give to myself. You were my life-lines that kept me from drowning – the hands and feet of Jesus when I was weak.
Christ is the author and finisher of my faith and my story.
Today I hand him the pen. I am free..