He will not quarrel or cry aloud, nor will anyone hear his voice in the streets; a bruised reed he will not break, and a smouldering wick he will not quench.
Mt.12:19,20
It's not loud and grand gestures that herald the Good News. It's the quiet, persistent hum of Christian hope in service.
Bruised reeds and smouldering wicks abound in my corner of the world. If I call myself a follower of The Way I need to emulate his action. Strengthen the reed, fan the flame.
Jesus, this is your work. Help me be a conduit of hope to those I meet today.