there is so much to say
so much to try and tell the world
so much to try and make sense of myself

the events of the past three months alone
so hard to describe, words seem like an understatement
all the emotions, all the confusion, the inner storm, the inner conflicts
the tiredness, the weariness, the wretchedness.
yet in the midst of it,
learning submission, learning grace, learning again the true meaning of brokeness.
looking into a mirror, no longer tinted by my own perceptions
and coming to terms with who i am.
Learning wad it means to serve,
learning wad it means to love,
to struggle on with others