Thoughts inspired by a Jewish journalist taken up with the pain of the Middle East.
The essence of life is brevity, the depth of it, love. Only by holding all things dear can we hold them together.
A moment of tenderness can bring the consolation of being recognised, needed and embraced.
A drop of solace can help someone travel on - there must be something in us which matters.
It is not for nothing that the Holy Spirit is called the 'paraclete' - the one who draws alongside to encourage.
Words of William Blake: ‘The gentle relief of another’s care.'
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