In our 24-hour commute to life, do we have even thirty minutes to drop by the Station called Sympathy? Thirty minutes is not much, considering that we still have 23 hours and 30 minutes for ourselves, to do our chores, to catch some sleep, to cook dinner, to get a sip of coffee, or have lunch, to watch DVD, to exchange pleasantries, to chat on the Net, to argue with a neighbor over dog poop, to go malling. The Lord does not even demand thirty minutes. But a few seconds will do.

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