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Callus on my Soul
Workn with my hands, leaves tough places on my hands after the blisters heal. This tough spot makes the next round of work hurt less, if at all.
Now a Callus on my Soul, comes after years of trying to rise, to elevate, to be at one with my Creator; yet banging, and rubbing, and scraping against a religion that does more to stifle my spirit than to bring me closer to the God who lovingly awakens me every day.
Published 6th Feb 2020
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6th Feb 2020 4:14pm
6th Feb 2020 5:55pm
Greetings,
I truly appreciate the word play here and the overstanding that a callus while often not beautiful, serves a purpose in our evolution. It's almost a protection from the pain(s) associated with hard work physically, mentally, spiritually and emotionally... We all have a callus in some area of our being... Thanks for sharing!!
I truly appreciate the word play here and the overstanding that a callus while often not beautiful, serves a purpose in our evolution. It's almost a protection from the pain(s) associated with hard work physically, mentally, spiritually and emotionally... We all have a callus in some area of our being... Thanks for sharing!!
