I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Monday, November 30, 2015
the broken heart
The best way to grow empathy for those who are lost
is to know what it means to be lost yourself
Barbara
Brown Taylor, An Altar in the World
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Love and service
compassion and healing
are not born out of
strength and skill
the counselor who makes a difference
the pastor who touches the heart
the friend to whom you turn
is the one
who
like you
has a broken heart
from which the love of God
has flowed
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