Oh, this lack of love. I was too busy for Him, not noticing that I've left my first love. Just this afternoon I was reminded about walking in the way of love. Love God. Love the people. Look at them through the lens of the cross.
Being in a broken condition seems humbling. You learn to wait patiently, consider others. You can silently listen to what's unsaid (the pain and all). You become sensitive to the Savior's heartbeat. Suddenly you realize that it is only by grace.