As a contrast to my Weight(less) post yesterday, I thought it would be good to post something quite the opposite today.

The feeling of heaviness and sadness surrounds this image I shot on the Spanish Steps in Rome.  For all the times I have seen them it never gets easier.

I am reminded of these verses in the Gospel of Matthew:

³⁵ For I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me, ³⁶ I was naked and you clothed me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison and you came to me.’ ³⁷ Then the righteous will answer him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you drink? ³⁸ And when did we see you a stranger and welcome you, or naked and clothe you? ³⁹ And when did we see you sick or in prison and visit you?’ ⁴⁰ And the King will answer them, ‘Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers,^[a] you did it to me.’