Compelling Compassion

My Dear Sister in Christ,
I am acutely aware that it has been a long while since we last sat down together to share our hearts, whether that be our joys or our sorrows. Nevertheless you have been on my mind. The trials which you are enduring have been what I mostly think of and I must admit it causes my heart to become heavy as I think of you in this trial. The Holy Spirit has graciously reminded me that my thoughts are to be taken captive by my Savior. So, with the acknowledgement that He is far greater than I, and with the submission to His wisdom rather than my own, I am praying for you.
My prayer is that you will know the compassion of Christ as you did when you were first given faith to believe. Your heart was enlarged and stirred by the compassionate Savior who gave you a new heart. A heart that melted at the very thought of His love, which in turn gave you the power to practice your faith.
This same compassionate Savior remains in you today. He knows you are weary and He has not forgotten you. This compassionate Savior has promised to never leave you or forsake you and He has also promised to complete the good work in you that He began! (2 Corinthians 16-18; Philippians 1:6) How glorious is that?
As you rely on Him dear sister, and His compassion for you, the peace that passes all understanding will be yours and His glory will be made known through you. Through this trial His compassion will be your compassion so that you may have compassion for those He ordains to come into your life. His compassion compels us to be compassionate to others so that His glory is revealed like that of a spark that catches fire and spreads quickly. (2 Corinthians 4:15)
This is one of the most blessed truths of Christ and how it takes place over and over again in the lives of believers is truly amazing. “And His praise goes on!” as a song once said.  May your compassionate Savior powerfully evoke His compassion within you!

Your Sister in Christ,

Susan

The Legacy of Compassion

Dear Sister,

I’ve been thinking about my mom a lot lately, maybe because I am now a mom for the first time. The other day I was pondering the legacies she has left me. My mom is a tomboy, she is tough as nails!  She gave me my love of watching football and playing every sport my skinny legs could handle. When I was growing up, she never would let me wimp out of anything and the only time we could stay home sick from school is if we had explosions out one end or the other.  But when we were sick, she was the most compassionate person I knew… or maybe it was empathetic…or maybe gracious person I knew.  Hmmm, which was it?

Certain words have different meanings but for some reason I have stored them in my mind as similes. For instance: yuck and eww, scared and afraid, even stinky and smelly.  I’m sure they have their nuisances but often I find myself using them to illustrate the same point.  I find that this same premise works with compassion, empathy, and even grace.  I could easily substitute one for the other and use them interchangeably.  However, there is a difference.

I found out recently that the Word of God uses the word compassion 48 times and most of the cases it is used in reference to God having compassion on Israel after they had sinned.  In the New Testament the word was used mostly before Jesus healed, fed, or taught someone. So was my mom really compassionate with me when I was sick? I think so.

After looking up all of those references I can tell you that, Biblically, compassion seems to imply empathy (sympathy or understanding) with action.  Dr. Tom Schreiner defines it as expressing love and concern for those who are hurting and straying”.  It’s not just a feeling; it’s an action!  Compassion causes my mom not only to feel badly for my steaming temperature, but to wet a wash cloth and put it on my head to cool me down.  She didn’t just keep an eye on me, she fed me toast and soup and made sure I had a blanket and the remote.

Grace is yet a bit different, even though I tend to use it as a sister term with compassion.  Grace provides forgiveness and comes from the Lord.  We as believers can be conduits of this grace through the Lord Jesus, but God is the author of grace.  My mom gives me grace when I sin against her by forgiving me when I don’t deserve it and she can even give me compassion if the consequences of the sin so merits.  This is similar to the father of the prodigal son who in compassion ran to his estranged son, clothed him, put a ring on his finger and threw him a party…and in grace, forgave him for squandering his inheritance and sinning against his father’s name.

So where does that leave us sweet sister?  Christ is our example of compassion, he not only came to earth to understand and feel what we do as humans, but he died to pay the sin debt that each of us owes.  Since Christ has shown us this perfect compassion, we can now show this compassion to our families and friends!  By visiting an elderly widow and making her tea or by mowing the grass for a neighbor who is a single mom!  By listening and crying with a child who had a bad day or perhaps embracing a friend or family member that has harmed us in the past with an open heart. My mom left me more legacies than I can count, but compassion was definitely one of them.  What legacy of compassion will you leave your family?

Blessings from your sister,

Colleen

The Deadly Sin of Discontent

Dear sister,
 
What do you think of when you see this word, contentment?  The word is a dear friend and a bitter enemy to me…friendly when I allow it to take root, and an enemy when I choose anything other than the LIFE Christ offers me, in Him.  I have battled with the deadly sin of discontent for quite some time…I see it creeping into my heart with the most fickle of things, I see it written across my journal pages, parading itself as some sort of false godliness, and I see it when life comes crashing down around me.
 
Have you ever had the rug pulled out from under you?  A time when you say to yourself that it can’t get much worse….and then it does, a thousand times over?  I’m sure we all have, in some degree or another, but these are the times when God is most intently working on the discontent that breeds like a fungus in my soul.  Imagine a damp, dark basement, one you don’t want to enter, and that is what happens when discontent takes up residence.  
 
On my good days, I am able to delight in the fact that my Father disciplines me for my good, and not for my harm (Hebrews).  If you did not experience loving discipline as a child, it may be hard to understand the heart of our Father, but the trials come for our good, dear sister, to rid our souls of evil things like discontent, and make way for beautiful things like joy, peace, and contentment.  He loves us too much to allow us not to grow!
 
These past few months have provided several opportunities for me to choose contentment and run from discontent, and some days I live in victory, other days, in bitter defeat.  But my confidence and yours should come from a knowledge that we are victorious in Christ and what He accomplished for us on the Cross!  Because of His sacrifice, we are more than conquerors.
 
Take heart, in your battle to be content…small victories of holding your tongue, will lead to larger victories of improving a relationship, and most importantly, your precious heart to please your Father along the way will make you victorious with each effort you make!
 
Be encouraged, as the best is yet to come!
 
Ruth

Satisfaction in a Job Well Done

Dearest Sister,

Contentment is a funny thing, isn’t it? It’s here one minute and gone the next, and at times seems completely subject to circumstances outside our control. Something happened to me last week that I think very well illustrates the fickle nature of contentment. I had just finished cleaning my house – a task I rather enjoy – and had stepped back to admire my hard work. The kitchen was clean, the bathrooms were sparkling, the carpet was dirt-free, and all dust bunnies had been banished. Everything was in its place and I could finally sit down with a relaxing cup of tea and enjoy my perfect little world. Well, for a little while at least. Later that same day, a pair of rambunctious dogs, a husband getting home from work, and a messy spaghetti dinner told a different story: Flight school books and Army boots laid amongst a dozen dog toys with stuffing strewn out all over the floor; Garlic bread crumbs and spaghetti sauce splatter artfully decorated the stove and counter tops while dirty dishes in the sink and muddy paw prints across the kitchen floor completed the ensemble. Sigh. In a matter of a few hours, the satisfaction I had felt in having a beautifully clean home was gone. I was no longer content. Sure, I could have easily cleaned up the messes with a little more hard work, but how long would the next wave of contentment last? A day? A few more hours? You can begin to see the pattern here. My contentment would only last until the very next mess was made. This example acted out in my life helped me to realize that the nature of satisfaction is fleeting – the nature of satisfaction in this world at least.

In our Wednesday night meetings at church, we have been doing a study on God’s truth and how it is so different from the “truths” of the world. Well, a couple of weeks ago the lesson touched on man’s hunger for satisfaction and contentment in life. The world’s answer to contentment is found in career success, close friendships, marriage, and children. It is also the driving force behind the desire for more shallow things such as nice cars, stylish clothes, sexual satisfaction, and well… nice, clean houses. All these things, as fulfilling as some of them are, are not God’s truth regarding contentment. What then is God’s answer to man’s endless hunger for contentment? Jesus’ words in John 6:35 come to mind – “I am the bread of life: he who comes to Me shall never hunger, and he who believes in Me shall never thirst.” What a reassurance this promise is in a world full of bread that never satisfies! Have you ever been to a bakery and seen all the different kinds of bread they have for sale? White, wheat, rye, pumpernickel, sourdough, bagels, muffins, pastries, rolls, buns, baguettes and the list goes on! Don’t get me wrong, we need to eat to live; but no matter how delicious or satisfying in the moment, not one kind of bread can promise everlasting relief from hunger the way Jesus can. The distractions of the world work in the same way: Honoring God in our marriages, raising well-behaved children, working hard at our jobs and taking care of our homes and possessions are all important and have their own place in life, but none of those things should take Christ’s place as our main source of contentment and peace.

 

My dear sister the world is very good at distracting us from this truth. Like so many others, I must confess, I have had my share of looking for contentment in all the wrong places. In my education, my marriage, my various jobs, my friendships and family relationships, and yes, even the cleanness of my house, I have sought a fullness that only Christ can give. I can tell you from personal experience that it is very disheartening to follow the world’s paths to contentment and always reach a dead end. On the other hand, I can also tell you from experience that following God’s path to contentment has been more freeing and satisfying than any other event in my life. That’s not to say that even the most faithful of believers won’t wander from time to time and seek contentment elsewhere. We are only human, living in a fleshly and sinful body. However, if we truly believe that Christ is the the bread of life then we will always find ourselves coming back to the satisfaction only found at His feet and in His word.

 

As I write to you now sister I long to know; From where does your contentment come? I urge you to ponder this. Do you hunger, as I have often done, for something fleeting? Maybe praise from your boss or recognition from your spouse for a job well done? Appreciation for being a good friend, a loving mother, or a generous person? The satisfaction of a clean, beautiful home? We should all hunger for something far more lasting than this world, or the people and achievements it provides. We need to hunger for Christ, for it is only at His feet where we will find a contentment that completes us and is one that is much more profound than any satisfaction we can find here on earth. It is there for the taking, all we have to do is come. Oh, how wonderful are the promises of God!

A Gift From God

My Dear Sister,

I am convinced that there is no greater state of being than that of contentment!  Believers and unbelievers alike seek it in as many ways as can be devised.  However, it seems clear to me that contentment is a gift from God.  It springs up in our heart when God gives us faith to believe.  Believe first in Him, believe in His Word, and believe that His Son Incarnate died to save us from Hell.  Without faith in Jesus, no one is saved from Hell.

Genuine contentment, Sweet Sister, comes only from God.  He gives us what we need as we live in this world, AND He is preparing a better place for our eternal home—Heaven. Therefore, everything we do and think and say and feel should have Jesus at the center.

I love the hymn; Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus.  The chorus continues, Look full in His wonderful face; and the things of earth will grow strangely dim in the light of His glory and grace.  Jesus is our all in all—every need, want, craving and desire is satisfied in Him. We are co-heirs with Him, as the Children of God, and so, you and I are the sisters of Jesus, Princesses around the Throne of God, our Father, and the King of Kings.  Ah, what contentment— there is nothing I shall want!

Psalm 131 so succinctly and sensitively describes the soul in sweet contentment.  It is a tiny psalm, so let’s read it together:

1 LORD, my heart is not haughty,
Nor my eyes lofty.
Neither do I concern myself with great matters,
Nor with things too profound for me.

2 Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul,
Like a weaned child with his mother;
Like a weaned child is my soul within me.

3 O Israel, hope in the LORD
From this time forth and forever.

You see, Sister, as we are able to call God, LORD, we can chime in with the psalmist and be content without desiring those things that are beyond our reach or ability or comprehension.  We may gently be rocked in our Heavenly Father’s mighty arms, be weaned by His promises, and be quieted in the contentment of His plan and provision for us.

Blessings and Love,

Mimi