Yesterday as enjoyed a picnic outdoors, we watched as a little girl pushed her own pram down a hill. The hill was rather steep and after a while she gathered a little too much speed and ended up sprawled on her little tummy as the pram sailed down the hill.
Her mom was walking a few steps behind her chatting to a friend and as the little girl fell the mom shouted out, “That is why I told you not to run!”
No comfort or compassion, just a “I told you so” to the poor hurting little girl.
A short while later our own daughter was practicing rolling on the grass. As she went round and around, faster and faster, she accidentally moved away from the grass and bumped her head on the paved pathway leading up the hill.
There happened to be a man walking up the hill at the exact place where our little girl began to cry. He lifted her up off of the ground and expressed his deepest sympathy at her having hurt herself, and comforted her whilst we came rushing to pick her up.
I was amazed how this man had so much more compassion than the own mother of the child we had seen fall previously. That poor little girl will have no compassion to give when she witnesses someone else getting hurt, for the role model in her own life offered her no compassion.
2 Corinthians 1 vs 3-4
“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.”
I am so thankful for our heavenly Father and for the indescribable comfort and compassion He gives us in times of trial. I am thankful that I am able to extend the same comfort to others, because of the comfort that I have received from God.