Don’t allow hurt to hurt you.

Life hurts, sometimes.

Rather, the things that come upon us, while we are LIVING life, can hurt us.

And, that hurt often leaves us feeling, well, hurt.

By, God.

By, Life.

By, Love.

By, family.

By, friends.

By, situations.

By, circumstances.

By, fresh hell, by any and everything all at the same time, at times!

Crimeny!

Whew!

Here we find ourselves, beloveds, just one big old bag of hurt. Most have NO idea what do DO with the hurt.

So, we distract ourselves with food, with work, with, alcohol, with activity, with whatever is the LOUDEST thing to distract us from the hurt.

Insodoing, the hurt, or so we think, becomes us. Hurt is cunning. Hurt tries to become a parasite. It tries to attach itself, to our heart, in order to take over our actions, which will give it leadership, over our lives.

Thus, we find that HURT, now drives us. Hurt, now speaks FOR us. Hurt, now lives and breathes, within us. Hurt, now demands more room in EVERY relationship. Hurt, now builds walls to keep God, Jesus, life, Life, family, friends, society, the church, and all other people, places and things that God puts in our lives to comfort, heal and hold us.

You see, Hurt knows something we do not: Hurt KNOWS the INSTANT you turn on the light, darkness HAS to go. Hurt thrives, in darkness.

However, beloveds, God lives in BOTH darkness and light. You are loved. You are NOT alone.

Don’t allow hurt to hurt you. Rush your hurt to:

The Father’s Lap.

Life’s hands.

The Cross.

Do not allow hurt to make you hurt you. You are much to precious and priceless!

You got this, beloveds.

God and Life has us all.

Be encouraged.

here with you in the darkness,

Cassandra

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