Sometimes the simple feeling of someone’s hand in ours, or a friendly hug or pat on the back, is enough to give us the strength to go out in the world.
When has human touch given your strength or courage?
Do you remember that feeling of early summer, walking around barefoot for the first few times of the year? It was a lot more painful than later in the summer, when your feet had developed calluses, but you could feel everything beneath your feet.
In a world that is often difficult and painful, how do you maintain an uncallused heart?