January 26

Here we are.  January 26.  A year ago our lives changed forever with a phone call.  We had just seen our nephew Luke at our baby's baptism on January 1.  We would never see him on this earth again.  Our family had just heard Jesus words, "Let the little children come to me."  One of those children was now in his arms.

I share this song today because I love the first line.

"Everybody's got a story to tell.  Everybody's got a wound to be healed."

Some are called to bear deeper wounds than others and somehow God gives them the grace they need to live each day.  May God's abundant peace be theirs. . . all of ours as we take our wounds to be healed.