When Boundaries Bloom

Some words pierce like thorns, not because they’re untrue, but because they brush up against a part of us still learning to stand tall. Today’s reflection stirs that tender place in me — the place that once confused love with overgiving, and peace with silence.

It’s a strange ache when someone pulls back not because you’ve wronged them, but because you’ve grown. Growth — real, God-led transformation — often reveals the unspoken contracts we never meant to sign: “I will stay small if it keeps you comfortable.” “I will overextend so you don’t feel the lack in your own soul.” “I will dim my light so you don’t feel the need to hide your own.”