The beauty of our aching
The realness of our suffering
And freedom in our breaking
In time the world will show its scars
Bear them without shame
And all will hope for healing
Through the God from which we came
In time we'll grow to see ourselves
With deeper understanding
And treat our hearts with gentleness
Forsaking fear's demanding
In time we will transform
Our wounds of hurt to healing
Redeemed within our suffering
By love's sublime revealing
-C. O'Connell
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