kacy & riley

today i felt very humbled. all the problems i carry on my shoulders suddenly lost their gravity.
a young mother along with her not even two-year-old daughter in a stroller came in today, shopping like everyone else. kacy had a cute, short haircut, and her baby riley was quiet and unassuming with her big blue eyes. same love and affection, same playful relationship.
one thing that set them apart: both kacy and riley had more than 70% of their upper bodies covered in scars from what i can only assume was a terrible fire or a car accident. little riley had the tiniest pink cast on her left arm and disfigurations on her left.
how do these things happen? when, where, why?
all i know is that it was like seeing the hands of God. those two children of Jesus just browsing the clearance rounders, in their own special place, immune to all the pitiful on-lookers like myself. they're happy to be alive. God bless them. truly.