Here's Carbon, "helping me" write.
Sometimes I worry that I am not very helpful either. I know, it's hard to imagine when in every other way I'm completely fabulous and practically perfect (cough). But I am aware that I'm not always "aware" of others' sensitivities. I try, but sometimes I just plow right over a more sensitive soul.
Love covers a multitude of sins. What does this mean? Choosing love, believing the best of others, can help us look past our more abrasive brothers and sisters.
Meanwhile, I'll continue to work on it. I'll pray the Lord helps me with compassion and love. Because I sure can't do it on my own!