We all have cracks and bruises of different kinds. It’s hard for me to remember, especially if I’m frustrated with someone who cut me off in traffic. But the truth is, they’re just trying to get home too. Maybe they had a bad day. It’s what we do with our own cracks and bruises that matters. Pick ourselves up, keep moving, make that change, stay positive. And hopefully through it all, the lined cracks on our faces are the kind of smiles only possible in old age. #sundaypreaching (at Chicago, Illinois) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7hEmFPBvZi/?igshid=vn4t8w4sot7o