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Speaking the Truth in Love

It's hard to tell someone you love that they're in a place that scares you. It's hard to let those raw emotions flow. It's hard to acknowledge that someone you love is lost or 'gone'. It's hard to miss someone who is physically here, but mentally absent. Loving someone means putting into words the feelings you have in the hope that you can change the path that person is wandering down in the hope that loving them in Truth and honesty will change the current circumstance. 

Today, I said hard-to-say words. I poured my fears, my concerns, and my love out through tears and heartache. And it was met with denial. It was met with coldness. With anger. It was met with a dial tone at the other end of the phone. 

I have said my piece. Now, I pray for peace. His. Mine. And that ultimately, Christ's Truth will shine through the darkness and he will walk again in the light.

"Instead, we will speak the truth in love, growing in every way more and more like Christ, who is the head of his body, the church." Ephesians 4:15, NLT

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