You Are Loved, No Matter What.
I watched the sun rise through the plane window, pervading the horizon with its orange glow. Below, toy houses and cars and roads and trees and boats and all manner of human constructs busied themselves getting themselves where they needed to go. As we dipped below the clouds I stared, fascinated, at the humdrum of lights and activity. It was so easy to look down and forget that in every house and car and building, hungry human hearts were beating and longing and crying out f
