It's such a beautiful day. I'm watching our boys play soccer in the yard, yet I am tearful and my heart is so heavy.
My heart is overwhelmed with prayer for a family. A family somewhat like ours. I'm watching our 8 year old heart warrior running and playing and at this very same moment there is another heart warrior in a hospital room fighting for his life.
Years ago, I remember entering a gas station a few days after receiving our son's devastating diagnosis and was shocked to see life moving on for everyone else. The thought crossed my mind "these people have no idea how broken I am."
Today, in my own little world everything is just fine, yet I know that somewhere today, someone is hurting. Somewhere today, someone is wondering if the people around them can see how broken they really are.
Somewhere today, someone is fearful knowing they can't pay their bills that are piling up. Somewhere today, someone doesn't know where their next meal will come from.
Oh, Jesus, help us to not be so consumed with our own little world that we forget that somewhere today, someone is broken and needs Your touch.
Open our eyes to see what You see, break our hearts for what breaks Yours. Fill us with Your compassion. May we be Your hands and feet.