I was deeply touched.
No audible words were spoken but I heard her cry.
An innocent and momentary glance
revealed a soul that had lost its way.
Compassion reached out with empathy and gentle smile.
Brokenness embraced a sliver of hope and time stood still.
About the author:
Terry Critchfield, a lover of Jesus. Born in 1953 and born again in 1976. Contact me on FACEBOOK.