The Broken
A woman had a troubling dream. In her dream she saw multitudes of people suffering from a terrible disease. They cry night and day and pleading for help.
Immediately, the woman went to the Healer and alerted him of her dream. To her surprise the Healer continued to attend to a woman kneeling at his feet.
“Can’t this wait?” the Woman snapped. “We have a lot of things to do.”
“But can’t you see? This woman’s heart has just been broken!” the Healer exclaimed.
“That’s just one heart!” the woman protested. “More people will suffer if we do not hurry.”
“That is where you are wrong,” the Healer replied. “All evil starts when we begin to ignore one heart. The moment you become comfortable watching a single soul die, you’d have set yourself numb to all other sickness around you. Before long, you wouldn’t even care if a whole multitude becomes stricken with death as multitudes of people consist only of individual souls. I am not here to save many. I am here to save all by saving one broken soul, one God-given soul at a time.”
