hearts.

I had the honor this afternoon of sitting with wounded hearts in two different places.   

My heart ached for those I sat with. 

My heart wept with the tears that welled.

My heart remembered my wounds.   

My heart became thankful for my wounds that allow me to be so present with wounded others.  

Driving home, my heart kept asking what has become of us?  what has become of our world?  where is the hope for so many wounded hearts?

“Let my heart be broken by things that break your heart, O God.”
Bob Pierce, founder of World Vision.  

Let my heart continue to be broken by those things that break yours because perhaps then through the cracks of our hearts and the cracks in our lives, you might break through.   Because maybe through those holes, your hope and healing and restoration might come.  

And my Lord we need it.