It's a truth, but it may hurt.
It's the truth, but we don't want to shout it.
I asked someone the other day, what they do with an "inconvenient truth." My Mother simply sets it aside and forgets about it. What do you do with a truth you don't particularly want to know or embrace? Loving is dying. It is dying to self. It is dying for others. It doesn't sound good. But it may be the best truth in the world.
Think of it like a seed that dies in the ground only to bring a bigger life into being.
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