The pain of those who suffer I hold in my heart. The discouragement of those who struggle, the despair of those who see no hope I hold in my heart. The weariness of the poor, The loneliness of the refugee, I hold in my heart. The fear of the abused, the sorrow of the condemned I hold in my heart. The weight of the cross I hold in my heart.
As we share the burden shoulder to shoulder I feel the hands of Christ on mine: such love, such love. I hold the heart of Christ in mine, and my own burden vanishes. The tears of the sorrowful I bear, and I am borne.
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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