Time heals nothing; it merely manages the hurt through a lens of unreality. The only salvation is to walk into your reality

A lifetime of eating at the foot of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil had produced a vision of saints and sinners. My heart ached to embark on a journey of liberation and taste of the Tree of Life where saint and sinner are one in love. Every saint has a story, and all sinners have glorious pages yet to be written.

We can all take what once hurt us and turn it into what heals us.

We are on a journey not to be perfect, but to be whole.

But I have been too deeply hurt, Sam. I tried to save the Shire, and it has been saved, but not for me. It must often be so, Sam, when things are in danger: some one has to give them up, lose them, so that others may keep them.

In the midst of pain, we begin to understand the price Jesus paid for our salvation.