On the way home today, I wondered if in one short week I had gone from sappy to hardened. I don't hurt as much for those left behind when someone dies as I did a week ago. I wondered if I had become callous by growing calluses on my heart. I don't want to be hardened against the pain. I don't want to not feel.
Then I came home and caught up on RevGalBlogPals. I followed a link to the story of a family caught in two crises; a car wreck and concerns about their unborn child. I don't know these people. I haven't even read that particular blog until today. But still, I cry. I also pray.
Thank you Lord for keeping my feelings in tact. As I learn what to do with the pain of others, may I never come to the point of no feeling at all. Amen.