As a whole, our society is suffering from a shortage of compassion. Sadly, we have just stopped caring about each other anymore. I do not know when it started. Maybe it is because there is just so much need in the world. Maybe it is because we are so saturated in the media of issues that we have become desensitized to the world around us. However, to take it one-step farther it is not only that we are on a compassion shortage. We have just really stopped seeing the world around us. Every day we go throughout our lives not really seeing the people who are next to us. We see a tear streaked woman at the bus station and we are more concerned about our nails then helping her. We do not stop to realize that the homeless man on the street may just be desperate for a touch of Jesus, or the lady who rings up our groceries just needs a smile and an encouraging word.
We have to stop being so caught up in our own lives and start seeing the world around us. I am not perfect in this. I am telling on myself too.
If you look at Jesus’ life, he was moved by compassion.
Matthew 20:34 (NIV)
Jesus had compassion on them and touched their eyes. Immediately they received their sight and followed him.
When Jesus landed and saw a large crowd, he had compassion on them, because they were like sheep without a shepherd. So he began teaching them many things.
In fact, it goes beyond just Jesus being compassionate. We are instructed to be that way too.
Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.
We have to be able to see the world around it before we can try to save it through the power of Jesus Christ. We have to stop being so jaded and start really loving people. I am not promising you it is something that will happen overnight, but you have to choose to begin to see the best in people. Choose to begin to open your eyes to the world around your circle of influence. Choose to see that there are millions of people out there in the world who are dying and on their way to Hell. These people need Jesus.
This is a poem I wrote years ago, and I feel it is fitting to share.
she tries to hide
from the pain, the hurt, the guilt inside.
he’s trying to be
the push, the pull, he longs to be free.
The LSD Trance.
Their all down on their knees.
Their waiting, Their Dieing, Their Breaking, Their Crying.
We see them,
their eyes don’t have long to go.
a new reason to cope.
Will we tell them?
Will they know
or will we walk by them and let them go.