As I read to Adolfo from Matthew 10, his eyes softened. The words about sparrows—small, seemingly insignificant—spoke directly to a quiet ache in him. Loneliness. A sense of being forgotten. But in that moment, Scripture reminded him: he is seen, he is valued, and he is held by God. His gratitude was deep, and the need for comfort had been met—not by me, but by the Word itself.”
