“When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.” (Matt. 9:36 NIV)
My boy Jonah has a keen eye. We stood talking after field day while Jonah and his classmates ate their popsicles. He pointed out a boy having a tantrum over by the playground. He told me his name and told me whose class he belonged in. Then he went on to tell me, “He has the same problem I did last year. He feels like he has no friends.” I thought that was pretty perceptive for an eleven year old.
I’m always amazed at Jonah’s tender heart. He didn’t look at the boy and put down his behavior. He didn’t pass him off as a kid with no discipline. He had the discernment to look at his heart and see it was filled with hurt. And Jonah had compassion.
The definition for compassion according to dictionary.com is; a feeling of deep sympathy and sorrow for another who is stricken by misfortune, accompanied by a strong desire to alleviate the suffering. Compassion is what drove Jesus to the cross. He loved us, saw our hopeless state and offered Himself as the only sacrifice that would save us. He saw our suffering and knew what He needed to do to alleviate it.
“Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.” (Col. 3:12 NIV)
Thank you for choosing the cross. Thank you for looking upon my heart with sympathy. May I see others through that same lens of compassion.