Hey, you, the one kind of struggling—come here. I know you don't have anything to give me back, that's OK. Rest here, draw strength, let me feed you and take care of you. Do you need a hug?

Dear one, why are you putting your resources into things that don't make you happy? Why are you spending your energy on things that don't fill you up?

Come here, listen to me, and you will remember what it's like to feel alive and joyful. I will make the same promises with you that I made with those that came before you, and you will be sure of my mercy and tenderness.