To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.
So my Dad volunteered with @tearfund in 1977 doing some construction work at a hospital in #Israel. The man in the pic was the doctor in charge & this is how he spent his lunchtime. If only we had more like him in the medical profession to today - legend.