To the beautiful one with the shaved head…
To the one struggling to tie your shoes…
To the one in the wheelchair, but still cracking jokes…
You are not alone. Our mortality is seemingly more evident in these moments, but your vulnerability is shared.
To the volunteer walking around shaking each hand and saying, “Good morning. God bless you.”…
To the phlebotomist with the victorious first stick…
To the sweet receptionist at the front door…
And to the one who rang the bell today with young daughters in tow…
Every time I leave this place, my perspective has shifted. Thankful for the light of encouragement, kindness, and even celebration in a place most would view as dark.
Matt. 5:14
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