Compassion Is A Dirty Word

This act of desperation is wearing me thin in fact

I can't hold on to this anger deep within

It's a movement beneath the weight of the winds

It's congruent with my heart breaking for this

So dig deep

Dig hard

Dig straight through the dirt and down into the heart

I'm feeling compassion brewing within

But will I stand here and watch without loving on him

As he sinks on down through the waves

When I have the capacity to save, his life

So dig deep

Dig hard

Dig straight through the dirt and down into the heart

I'm tired of just throwing money and problems

With the billions we spend none of it will solve them

But If I reach out just for one moment

To break out of this mold I have been holding...

If I dig deep

If I dig hard

If I dig straight through my comforts and do something hard

He can be free

He can have heart

He can be washed off and cleaned up and have a new start

So dig deep

Dig hard

Dig straight through the dirt and down into the heart

Psalm 119:136: Am I Broken?

Psalm 119:136 (NCV) - "Tears stream from my eyes, because people do not obey Your teachings."

Am I broken for the world around me? When I look out at the people who pass by me on 460 East as I drive to work every

morning do I have compassion for them? When I look at the average person serving me at the McDonald's drive thru or at my

local coffee shop with my barista or the other patrons in the shop, do I see value in them? Do I hurt for them? Do I see people in

need of a savior? Do I care? We're getting ready to go on a Winter Retreat called "ALL I HAVE TO GIVE". That's our theme. That's

what we're teaching. Do I do this in my day to day life as much as I can? Have I focused so much on "practical needs" that I've lost

sight of "spiritual needs". If I have I've done those I've come in contact with a great disservice. Father teach me to love the

unlovable.