why, then, do we waste it?
how long will we give away our joy because we'd rather believe a lie than the truth?
i feel angry and sad and sick to my stomach all at the same time.
i'm still working my way out of brokenness, but look forward to the day that i am on the other side and can see the beauty in even the most painful place.
know why?
because it means i will hold onto my joy for dear life and i won't waste the gift ever again. ever.
