I have such a heart for the hurting. I feel their pain. I cry when they cry. I feel their fear, worries, and anxiety.
I used to call it a curse, but now I wonder if it’s a blessing. Maybe my experiences have softened my heart. Maybe it’s God’s plan. Maybe I need to open my heart, and let my love shine through.
I wrote this for a friend of mine who lost her little brother to cancer today. My heart aches for her. This is all I’ve got to give. I hope it’s enough.