Good stuff… thank you, Seth. It’s funny, okay, well, not funny, but I don’t think I’ve ever thought about my brokenness. I recoginzie it in others, and whenever someones says or does or behaves in a way that’s hurtful to me or a third party, or even to themselves, I stop and pray for them, “Father, forgive them, they know not what they do. Please heal whatever is wounded or broken inside them that makes them do or say such destructive and self-destructive things.” It’s a prayer God has always answered for me by, at the very least, filling me with compassion toward that person so that I don’t take personally whatever is going on, but love them instead… it truly amazes me with a peace that surpasses understanding and/or a joy that defies logic in the presence of the storm. But I’m trying to remember if I’ve ever prayed it for myself… I pray “Father, forgive me”… but have I prayed that same prayer I pray for others, for myself? I don’t think so… at least not in that same forthright manner. Thank you, Seth, for setting my mind to running down a different path… lovin’ y’all… and praying for you always, always..