This morning when I was walking Hadley, I took her in the opposite direction from the way we usually go, simply to mix things up a bit! We walked down the asphalt road just down from the house and I saw this heart smack in the middle of the road. It is an ordinary oil/tar/road-kill?/yucky dark spot that we are all so familiar with, only it is almost perfectly heart shaped. How often do we look at someone and think they might be too yucky, too stained, too rumpled, too homeless, too old, too smelly, too drunk, too high or too something to possibly be someone we could/would see as one of God’s beloved children with Love to give? What if that person is like this stain on the roadway? What if their life was shaped by pain and addiction, hurt and humiliation? What if the self they present to the world is stained by the wear and tear of a hard life? Do we look closer to see the heart? Just asking…myself , first, and you as well, my friend.
…And He answered, and said unto them, I tell you that, if these should hold their peace, the stones would immediately cry out.