Last night at 10 pm, my husband did something that not many people would do at bedtime. He got in his pickup and drove 20 minutes to go check on someone who was not answering their phone, and then helped them find their phone, got it plugged in to the charger, reset their bedside clock, and left with a promise to check in again in a couple days.

He has a heart as big as Dallas, and I am so very grateful for my husband.

Compassion means to lay a bridge over to the other without knowing whether he wants to be reached. – Henri J. Nouwen