Still, I'm not sleeping very well, waking up too often, unsettled in the morning.
What came to me last night was that I've been often very harsh, not understanding, not indulging; although, I have to say, there have been many towards me that way, also. We all empathize so little.
Usually, this lack of understanding is focused on those who care the most and stick out their necks the most: parents, teachers, pastors.
As time goes on, I understand some things and some people better. As I become older and less strong and sharp in comparison to former years, maybe I can become more sympathetic. Well, I hope I can hang on to that, as aging gracefully would be a laudable goal.
I am sorry now for situations in which I have been too blind. Really sorry. In these troubled times, there grows a deep desire for reconciliation.
Sermon: Transfiguration - 2018
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