In a recent prayer my pastor prayed he said, "Give us the grace to treat every human heart as if it were breaking." I sat across the room today from a woman who looked like her heart was breaking.
I was at a radiology clinic for a routine radiographic procedure. The only other person in the waiting room was a woman who kept wiping tears from her ashen face and fingering her prayer beads. It's probably reasonable to assume that she was not there for anything that qualified as routine.
I wonder what she did when she left the clinic. Did she stop at the grocery store to pick up a gallon of milk? Did she go pick up her child at school? Did she return to work? I wonder if she pulled herself together such that there was no longer outer evidence of her breaking heart. Untold numbers of people probably crossed her path today having no idea of the pain and fear she carried.
You may have walked past her. Merged in front of her on the freeway. Stood in line behind her at the store. How could you have known?
"Give us the grace to treat every human heart as if it were breaking."