Given all this, I was struck today at how normal the day was. I think I expect women who have lost babies and been terribly disfigured by burns to be somehow different. More sedate, more aware, in a way, of the cloud surrounding them. But apart from the small moments when they retreat into themselves, lost in worlds of pain I can only guess at, Marion and Bendu are you and I and any woman ever. They're maybe more broken, a little more shattered, but underneath the scars and shining through the tears, I can so clearly see their love.
I want to love like this.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
In brokenness, love
Dr Danielle at 6 Year Med MD posted about a blog called Ali's African Adventure which is by a missionary nurse who works on a hospital ship off the coast of Africa.
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