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My six year old Cutie Bug sat on the chair while daddy's hands moved through her hair in a comforting, gentle manner. When he stopped to get back to reading his book, she piped up, "Dad, don't stop - I like it when you play with my hair." Seeing that dad was busy, 3 year old Little Man picked up where his dad left off. He reached up and put his hands through his sister's hair, showing his love for her.

Earlier that day, the baby's cries filled the room as I cleaned up the kitchen. He had hurt himself and sweet four year old Missy ran to his comfort. She found his nuk and put it in his mouth while uttering calming words. The baby quieted instantly at her caring touch.

A girl at school was being treated poorly by her classmates, so Cutie Bug worried about this hurtful behavior. She decided to befriend the girl and stay away from those conversations of unkindness.



In each instance, my children have displayed the treasure that is within. Glittering in the light of day, their hearts shone forth compassion. They saw a need and were moved with compassion - moved to act in lovingkindness.

Jesus' heart was moved within him when he saw the needs of the multitudes. He cared about their needs and He cared for their needs. The hurts of others hurt Him.

It's easy to say that we care about the needs of others from a distance, but are we moved to the point of taking action for those needs?

What has moved you lately?

Comments

Denise said…
What has moved me recently is that there are so many of my bloggy friends that are hurting, some physically, some emotionally. I hurt for all of them, and pray for them continueosly. I love you my friend.
Denise said…
Please come by my blog, I tagged you for a meme.
The loss of a father to someone I just met! The prayers for a little baby in Haiti suffering with menegitious(?). The Word of God! Thanks for the great reminder to show God's love and compassion to all in need!
Tami said…
It's easy to say that we care about the needs of others from a distance, but are we moved to the point of taking action for those needs?

Indeed, Heather. Great point.

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