Today, my inspiration comes from a familiar place. The pages of Katie Davis’ blog.
“Compassion is not a bending toward the underprivileged from a privileged position; it is not reaching out from on high to those who are less fortunate below; it is not a gesture of sympathy or pity for those who fail to make it in the upward pull. On the contrary compassion means going directly to those people and places where suffering is most acute and building a home there.” Henri Nouwen
At this stage in my life, “building a home there” is not a literal calling to some faraway land. For me, it is about walking alongside someone who is hurting and who needs a shoulder. It is about having the strength to walk through the ugly with them, without looking away. I don’t always have that kind of courage. But I long for a heart that is always willing. The kind of heart that can only come from God. May God grant me the faith and the courage to live out this kind of love. The same kind He gave to me, his unworthy daughter.
As a former geriatric nurse, I am keenly aware that we will all eventually be the ones who are in need. We will all find ourselves at the mercy of the compassion of others. We will be embraced, or we will be forgotten. When that day comes, it will all be out of our hands. But today it is our turn to be the givers. My prayer is that God gives me the eyes to see the needs all around me and the courage to not look away.