The Little Boy Who Helped Me Heal
For the last nine months, I thought I was studying the story of Samuel.
I wasn't.
Somehow, a little boy from an ancient story was quietly helping me understand my own.
Over the last few weeks, something inside me finally shifted.
I realized I had built an entire life around being needed.
Fixing.
Performing.
Rescuing.
Carrying burdens that were never mine.
Not because anyone asked me to...
Because somewhere along the way, I believed that's how love was earned.
I was wrong.
Through Samuel, I discovered something I had never fully understood.
Love isn't something we earn.
Healing is remembering…
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