I’ve started seeing posts of a new kitten on my brother Greg’s
Facebook page. Once again when Greg was leaving work late at night, a mewling
waif melted his heart and now has a new home, with one canine and four feline
siblings.
We never know what is going to stir our compassion—a stray
cat, a tender scene in a movie, an encounter with a homeless person, an elder struggling
with diminished eyesight. Such moments connect us directly with God, whose
compassion is boundless. Unlike God, we tend to guard our hearts to avoid the
sorrow of seeing other beings suffer, which is understandable, given our human
limitations. However, although we can’t ease the hardships of every being we
encounter, we can acknowledge their dignity as God’s beloved and steer them
toward people who can help them when we can’t. God bless those who build
no-kill animal shelters and tiny houses for homeless veterans, who make films
that stir our empathy and who read to persons with failing eyesight!
We are called to be compassionate as our God is
compassionate. That’s a tall order, but the smallest effort on our part leads
us to the heart of God, that mysterious place where nothing is impossible and
all are welcome.
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