Morning sun on frozen hips
draws out a cry of pain;
where joints are stiff, the brilliant glow
can feel so inhumane.
Yet how will frosty thoughts grow warm
if not for gleaming light?
And how will icy heart thaw out
if it can’t see what’s right?
There are times when the truth hurts – but denial hurts more. May we be wise in how we deal with the truth in our lives!