Someone cares

On Monday I witnessed a sweet exchange between two women friends and wished I had a friendship like that.

On Tuesday I bumped into a friend from a church I used to attend. When I told her I was
planning to return, she smiled so tenderly and pressed her soft hands against my cheeks.

I walk away amazed and humbled and nearly in tears. Who is listening to my quiet thoughts,
who feels my loneliness?

There is more to this story - this is the same lady who criticized the clothes I wore to church.
( "A Sense of Style")

I feel so strongly the arms of God embracing me.