Am I not loved by fickle people?
Where one lacks
another fills
Isn’t that community?
Surrounding yourself with loved ones
imperfect
in seasons
some may falter
and others may rise
it is not my place
to expect
always
from any of them
You perfectly designed us
to give and receive
to walk through ups and downs
to learn to offer grace
and to learn to accept it
our flaws
they hurt
our flaws
they teach
they help us love
more like You
may I choose
to always see
that though some may hurt me
from time to time
love shines through again
it is a constant too
love and hurt
let love sing louder
in my heart and mind
that I may look back
on any time
and see that scarlet thread
which revealed Your heart
and covers over
a multitude of sins
Joyful Ruins 
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