Now when Jesus heard this, he withdrew from there in a boat to a deserted place by himself. But when the crowds heard it, they followed him on foot from the towns.
When Jesus heard this...
the news that his cousin had been killed
He wanted time to be alone
He wanted space to mourn
But everyone wanted a piece of HIM
Often we don’t know the back story
We only know our needs
and our wants
May we have compassion
for all the back stories
that we might never hear
and may we tread cautiously
in our encounters with others
allowing for the possibility
that we tread
on broken dreams
and shattered hope.
May we be gentle
May we be kind
Making space for one another.
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