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Compassion, do you have it?



I just want to write almost the same thing that I wrote in the previous post.
Why? Because it is important that everyone knows what is lacking in this world right about now.
Some days ago, when I was walking with my husband, we met a woman, a homeless. I gave it to her a tract, to be more specific  I gave to her a Gospel of John. She was terrifically happy. She mentioned that someone had robbed her bible; she started telling us about her life and how happy she was to be receiving a piece of the bible. I felt for her. I wanted to know more about her, to do more for her. I couldn’t. This has been a very difficult month for us, even though the next day I gave her a bible. It was Thanksgiving eve, she said it was the best gift that she had ever had. I got happy with her.

Yesterday I decided to join a group in my church called “celebrating the recover”, something like that. It was very good and impressing. I decided to keep going and helping them out. Why? Because it is better to do something than do nothing. I feel not only for the homeless, addicted and the troubled with their sexuality. Who are so many times judged by their behaviors and rejected by their peers and families. Of course, not always they form a group, but it can happen. Each one of them has the right to be given the second, the third and how many necessaries chances they need to recover or to reestablish their lives.

Last night was the addicted night. They were there trying again, to keep firm, to keep the covenant they had to make with themselves. Most of them might not have their family to support them, but they are there trying as hard as they can. Because they now understand that this fight can only be won with Jesus holding tight their hands, and going with them all the way, for the rest of their lives.
We are all sinners. We are no better than them. The difference is that our sins we can hide, their sins are exposed to everybody see and judge. People don’t show compassion for the addicted people, they often criticize them, because it is easy, right? It is easy to think like “they made their bed”, “they chose this life”. I ask you two questions: 1. Have you ever made a mistake or you are Mr. perfect? 2. Do you know why they made that choice?

You and I know nothing about their lives. How abused those people before got to the drugs, you and I don’t know what happens in their lives before, so, stop right there. Stop your superiority, you are just a sinner just like them before God. To God, there is no minor sin or major sin, there is the only SIN. We are all sinners. You don’t qualify for being a better person, especially at that moment that you stopped to judge the addicted one, the homeless one.  


Let’s pray: Dear heavenly Father, You are above us all, You know all of us from inside out, forgive me because I have been judging people. I am in no place to do that. You are the only one able to judge rightfully because only You are the most righteous one. Help me to feel compassion for them and find a way to do something for them. Help me not to judge them and always remember that I am a sinner too. The same way You gave me a second chance without deserving, they too want their second chance. Hold their hands and help them go through their ways. In Jesus name, Amen.

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