“IT WAS THE BEST OF TIMES, IT WAS THE WORST OF TIMES, IT WAS THE AGE OF WISDOM, IT WAS THE AGE OF FOOLISHNESS, IT WAS THE EPOCH OF BELIEF, IT WAS THE EPOCH OF INCREDULITY, IT WAS THE SEASON OF LIGHT, IT WAS THE SEASON OF DARKNESS, IT WAS THE SPRING OF HOPE, IT WAS THE WINTER OF DESPAIR, WE HAD EVERYTHING BEFORE US, WE HAD NOTHING BEFORE US, WE WERE ALL GOING DIRECT TO HEAVEN, WE WERE ALL GOING DIRECT THE OTHER WAY–IN SHORT, THE PERIOD WAS SO FAR LIKE THE PRESENT PERIOD, THAT SOME OF ITS NOISIEST AUTHORITIES INSISTED ON BEING RECEIVED, FOR GOOD OR FOR EVIL, IN THE SUPERLATIVE DEGREE OF COMPARISON ONLY….”

The words were written by Charles Dickens in 1859 or

Y      E      S      T      E      R      D      A      Y

They’re timeless because they weren’t written by pen on paper but something much more sacred:

H      E      A      R      T

Did you hear?

A real Heart does more than just beat.       .       .

A real Heart Sees

A real Heart Hears

A real Heart Speaks

A real Heart

F       E       E       L       S

.         .         .the story of more than 700 years ago is told of a sick man who was weeping bitterly.  Someone went up to him and asked, “Why are you crying?”

The sick man answered, “I am crying to attract the pity of God’s Heart.”

The other said, “You’re talking nonsense, for God doesn’t have a physical heart.”

The sick man replied, “It’s you who are wrong. He is the owner of all the Hearts that exist. It’s through your heart that you can make your connection with all other hearts and the One who created the Beat in each one.     .     .     .”

It’s not only the message of all Hearts, but all Faiths.

When our Hearts are open to the needs of others.      .      .it’s THEN

that they become the true Instruments not only that they were always meant to be…

but the truest Tools of Compassionate Change.

Cries, they take many different forms.        .        .

Seldom do we H E A R what’s inside the cries:

Loneliness
Hurt
Disappointment
Un-Met Expectations
Loss
Pain
or________________________

.         .         .”It’s the best of times, it’s the worst of times.         .         . “

The Heart that cries needs Heard

By the HEART that’s never Deaf,

Blind,

Mute

of   Unfeeling.          .          .

There’s only one true question—ever—

I S       T H A T       H E A R T,

is    that    Heart,

Y     O     U     R ‘  S.       .       .      ?