How deep disappointment cuts,
How it makes us bleed out failure, life, confidence.
Once we have endured the loss of blood we lie still in the waiting to heal.
It is here we begin to be able to see the gift of disappointment.
It is here we see the wonder of shattered pride for glorious humility.
It is here we hear the call of purpose beyond selfish consumption.
It is here, in the shadowed soul, that we see the covering of protection from ourselves.
In the pain of stillness we are able to begin to taste the sweetness of opportunity.
Disappointment opens the curtains to our lack.
Here we are able to enter pools of renewal to be filled.
What a wonder that disappointment has ability to evaporate into blessings.