#softhearts

Embracing kindness, compassion, and vulnerability doesn't make us weak—it makes us unstoppable!

Let's celebrate the strength in sensitivity and the power of love.

Together, we can change the world one gentle act at a time. 🌍💫

I want to tell you something gently 🤍

I don’t see God in you in loud, dramatic ways. I don’t see perfection. I don’t see performance. I don’t see holiness wrapped in grand gestures.

I see something truer.

I see God in how you remain kind when the world gives you every reason not to be.

I see it when you choose patience over anger.

When you heal instead of harm.

When you love — even while carrying your own unhealed wounds.

I see it when you keep showing up with a tired heart and open hands.

In your softness.

In the way you listen.

In how your presence feels like shelter to people who are hurting.

Your love brings light into dark places. Quietly. Gently. Without asking for recognition.

And that kind of goodness?

That kind of compassion?

That kind of grace?

It reminds people that goodness still exists.

I don’t see perfection in you.

I see something far more powerful — a quiet divinity within your humanity.

You don’t try to save the world.

You simply choose to be gentle in a world that often isn’t.

And that, in itself, is sacred.

Your love feels like grace.

And if God is love… then I’ve been praying.

If your heart could speak, it would tell people all about the admirable world you hide inside. Behind the sturdy yet breakable walls, there's undivided softness for every person you meet. It's colorful core is filled with so many hopes, so many dreams.

Sometimes, in the midst of all the bright colors, it forgets the world outside. A grey world that comes rushing through with its soldiers, gritted teeth and clenched jaws, each with a sword so sharp it cuts stone.

But your heart isn't made from stone. It hopes even when it cuts. It dreams even when it bleeds. It's human. It's everything wonderful about you in this lonely grey world.