Moved with Compassion

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I'm borrowing a story today to talk about my favourite noticer.

When Jesus got the news [that John had been beheaded], he slipped away by boat to an out-of-the-way place by himself. But unsuccessfully—someone saw him and the word got around. Soon a lot of people from the nearby villages walked around the lake to where he was. When he saw them coming, he was overcome with [compassion] and healed their sick.

Matthew 14:13-14 (The Message)

Matthew 14:14 is a verse that impacted me as a teenager. I was reading the story of Jesus feeding the five thousand - which comes just mere verses later - and double backed to see what was happening right before Jesus performed that miracle. And it blew my mind and changed my heart.

His friend had died.
He wanted to mourn.
He snuck away to mourn.

BUT the people heard He was nearby so they followed Him.

He saw them.
He was tired and mourning and sad.
And He rightfully could have turned them away because He needed time and space and rest and just a minute to breathe.

BUT He loved these people.

These strangers who followed Him around, who were not very good at boundaries and rememebering to bring food when they left the house. People who were needy and probably a bit pushy.

He had compassion on them and He healed their sick.

He noticed them. He noticed their needs. And He knew that the only thing that would satisfy them was Himself.

Jesus was the ultimate Noticer.

I want to have a heart that beats so rapidly for those who I encounter who have a need that I'd give up mourning for them. That I'd give up a needed moment of peace to get my hands dirty and serve them.

I want that heart and sometimes I have the heart and oftentimes I really don't.

I want to act like I do but oftentimes I don't.

So I'll turn to the One who hands out compassion and keep asking Him to give me just a bit more, a bit more, a bit more.

And I'll trust and I'll pray that He will.

Sometimes I just need a minute. Do you get that way ever? You just need ONE minute.

Jesus was mourning the death of a friend, slipped away to take a minute, noticed the crowds, had compassion on them, and healed them.

Scriptures tells that Jesus was often moved with compassion.

That's the kind of heart I am praying for.

Are you a Noticer? I hope so.

What's hard for you to give up? Honestly, sometimes it's hard for me when I don't get to watch a tv show I like. Or I don't like when someone wants to talk on a lunch break when I wanted to listen to a sermon. That might sound holy but mostly it's just not loving.

What's hard for you to give up? What are you leaning towards instead of having compassion on others?