The Love of a Savior

I wonder how it looked, the expression on each girl's face.  Devastation, betrayal, hopes deferred reflecting in the glassy reflection of their eyes.  I know I could not stand the sight.  My heart aches for them, these girls I never knew.  Compelled by love.  Called to compassion.  Mend the broken hearted, bring healing to the wounded, guidance for the lost, hope to the hopeless, and love to the loveless...are these not our calling, our reason for being, second only to our offering of love for the Almighty God?  Oh Lord, how we have failed you.  In our own brokenness, we rob, steal, and destroy one another and so often in your name.  Lord, I cannot bare the thought, the weight of their brokenness.  We cry out for your mercy.  Pour your love on this place.  Bring healing to our hearts and fill us with the love of our Savior.