sometimes i just get sad thinking about people and what a mess we make of each other.
how, without even meaning to, and often just by being, we can cause someone to ache with everyday words, bring someone to tears with a single look across a room, annoy someone with misplaced care.
maybe it's misunderstanding, a meltdown in communication, unmet expectation, impatience.
it's always any one of these and more.
i hate brokenness.
but,
jesus keeps promises.
'behold, i am making everything new!'
