“Grandpa’s got a boo-boo,” little 3 year old Sophia said as she saw him approaching. “No,” I replied, he’s had that scar for years.”
“Nope,” she countered full of smiles,“it’s still a boo-boo.”
You know she’s right.
Sometimes we treat our wounds as if they don’t exist because they happened a long time ago, but that doesn’t mean that they aren’t real.
All around us people are moving through life wounded by the sins of others and those of their own choosing,
…and to our surprise,
…they seem to be doing well.
Look beyond the practiced grin and the happy talk.
People are struggling.
Perhaps we can show them some mercy.