I used to wonder why people’s responses didn’t always line up with the prompt,

but now I see them as small windows into the soul —

glimpses of what might be weighing on someone’s heart.

It’s taught me to listen with more grace,

to understand even when I can’t relate.

I’m most proud of how I’ve learned to put my faith in God,

to pray not just in need but in gratitude.

I’ve found beauty in the hardest, even the messiest moments —

and love that asks not what can you do for me,

but how can I serve you?

Sometimes, the greatest act of love

is simply listening when the heart doesn’t understand.