A Tender Heart

My wife came into the room and told me that a brother was sitting on our porch, his head was down, and he had barely greeted my wife. I went out to see what the brother wanted. I found him sobbing. This is not a young man, he is in his mid forties. When the tears dried enough for him to speak, he told me that the bag that had his bible college notes and bible had fallen off his motorcycle/trike. When he discovered the bag was missing, he returned to look for it, but it was gone. I let him know, that these things can be replaced, not to fret, and then invited him in to our prayer meeting we were about to have. As I thought about how tender his heart was and what a loss it was for him, that it made him weep and sob, I asked God to make my heart tender too.... Follow @ddevonshire