I spotted her on Sunday morning. During the opening hymn. I was behind her and to the right, so I really couldn't see her face, but the motions of tears being wiped away were easy to see. I know her - I love her - she lost her husband - her partner - her lover - her friend. I miss him too. For what ever reason, she was struggling. So right then - right there - I put down my hymnal - I stepped out of the pew - I answered a gentle tug on my heartstrings - I walked the aisle - I wrapped her in my arms - and I just held on. Not a single spoken word between us.
It was beautiful - it was special - it was love.
Do this for someone today ---