Today I don’t have to think about managing pain that never goes away.
Today I don’t have to think about whether a stranger’s opinion of me would change if I showed them a picture of who I love.
Today I don’t have to think about the chance a store salesmen will ignore me to help someone else.
Today I don’t have to think about the people who’d consider torching my house of prayer a patriotic act.
Today I don’t have to think about a pharmacist telling me his conscience keeps him from filling my prescription.
It's an exercise in the kind of empathy we can all practice from time to time. Read the whole thing.
Those of you who are bloggers may also appreciate John's first comment on the post, particularly the reference to the Mallet of Loving Correction.
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