Tonight I was greeted in my drive way by a lady who had a very broken heart. Someone she loved deeply was hurting and she believes that I am the one who is responsible for her hurting. The truth, as best I can perceive it, is that I am merely the one who pointed out a deeper condition of this loved one’s soul than anyone wanted to admit. The lady in my driveway said some really hurtful things but as I listened I realized how hard it must be for those with broken hearts to see the truth. My natural instinct of thinking of all the things I could have said to justify myself and my decisions were transformed into prayers for this person and her family.
I wonder how many of the people we meet are unable to see Jesus because of their deep brokeness. Then I wonder, how can we show them the truth so that the truth can set them free?