Abraham Lincoln is one of my heroes. He combined both strength and gentleness, turning the seeming dichotomy into yet another strength.
His friends liked to tell a story from his days on the judicial circuit to show just how kind he was. While they were riding to the next courthouse, one of his friends noticed that Lincoln had disappeared.
"Where's Lincoln?" one asked.
"When I saw him last he had caught two young birds which the wind had blown out of their nest, and he has been hunting for th enest so as to put them back," answered his companion.
After a while, Lincoln rejoined the group. To the teasing of his friends, he merely said, "I could not have slept well tonight if I had not saved those birds."
So, for today, I am grateful for his example of compassion.