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I feel like my heart is burning with a zest to learn.
To experience God.
To give all the love I feel in my heart to others.
This weekend, the "theme" seemed to be compassion.
My mom and I talked about compassion as I did her nails Saturday.
She was asking me about my Pet Peeves post and what I had posted that was offensive.
I explained to her through that post, the comments I received back, and when I looked within my self,
that I learned a little bit about compassion.
Then, Sunday—the topic during service was about compassion
and loving your neighbor.
It brought me right back to that post that I wrote just two short months ago.
It reminded me, "Who am I to judge?"
There is really only ONE judge,
and I'm learning more about Him each day.
I went forward to be prayed for on Sunday.
Two weeks ago, I posted that I was praying for myself,
to learn what it was inside of me that made me
think hurtful things about others.
Sometimes I really do have negative thoughts.
I feel so bad about them.
I get annoyed very easily, and that's not fair to others.
I went forward.
A lovely woman prayed for me.
We spoke to Jesus and asked for me to know compassion,
to help show others compassion,
as He has shown it to me.
It's amazing how little events over time help show me what I want to learn,
what I need to work on,
and what I'm doing right.
Compassion is just one of those steps on the stairway to heaven.
I can't wait to conquer the rest.