I don't know the first thing about being holy.
But I know the first thing about love; it's unconditional.
I've made a mess of this life, and I can't clean it up.
Help me.
Walk with me.
Hold me.
"Sit with me in my
pain and sorrow. Heal these wounds.
Get messy with me."
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