so I'm sitting here at gate C1 awaiting departure to Philadelphia.
Obviously I passed a myriad of people on the way to my gate. It was somewhere in the sea of people around the security checkpoint when I remembered a quote.
"Everyone you ever lay your eyes on is someone for whom Christ died." -Andy Stanley
In other words, everyone you see in this lifetime is someone who is precious and dearly loved by someone else.
I started feeling very small. I still do really. And, well, it feels good.
Because I understand (again) that everyone is as loved as me. That's just crazy!
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