It's been a day of sadness. Not profound tragedy, not death or horrible disease, not hunger or homelessness or inhumane cruelty.
A deep-down sadness, though, for people we love. A helpless sadness that we can't do more for them. A heart-heavy sadness at their pain over bruised and broken relationships with parents, with spouses, with children.
I know they say that prayer is the most powerful gift we can give to others, but sometimes to us mortals, prayer doesn't seem like enough. We want to be God, and fix it all.
But we're not God.....
We can't fix others. We can only dry their tears, wrap our arms around them, and pray for them.