Brotherly Love

Then Joseph hurried out, for his compassion grew warm for his brother, and he sought a place to weep. And he entered his chamber and wept there. – Gen 43:30

I’m going about this all wrong. I thought I could learn compassion as if it were a class in school. Take one verse a week, study it from every possible angle and move on to the next verse.

If only it were that easy.

I sat with a friend in Sunday School last Sunday.  He’s not been well lately.

As we were transitioning from our small circle to the long rows for class, I asked him how he was doing. There are times when I’m so lame.

I realized my gaff and asked if he was enjoying the weather. He smiled and said he was. I prayed he understood I meant no harm.

Living a life of compassion is tough.  I can’t remember crying so much for others.  Empathy.  Stepping in to help when and where I can. I had written on my Facebook timeline that I wanted to be “Jesus’ hands and feet to the world around me.”

I never really understood exactly what those words meant …

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