I never used to know how many hurting people there were. I never used to look behind the smiles. Honestly, I never used to care.
I never used to know what it meant to love fiercely. To love fearlessly. Honestly? I’m still learning how to love fearlessly.
But God’s been opening my eyes. He’s opened my eyes to the pain, to the hurt, to the half-smiles and tired eyes. He’s brought me people who aren’t perfect. He’s showed me how to be here, for the pain.