Compassion

I have been around an immense amount of heart break lately and it has been people who I am very close with.
When they hurt, I hurt. When they cry, I cry. When they struggle, I struggle.
I know how it feels to have a broken heart. It's like you are forced to start all over and are pushed down to 0.

So many times, I am at a loss for words when a friend of mine is brokenhearted, I never know when to say what but all I have to do is look back and think about everything I needed when I was in the same place.

Most of the time, I wanted to be alone. I didn't want to interact with people and have to put on a face showing that I was "okay".. because I wasn't.
But not once did I ever stop putting all of my weight on God.
I let Him carry me every day.
And let me tell ya'll, He not once let me down. He held on to me tighter and tighter every day until He knew I could do it on my own again.

The only thing I can do is be there for the brokenhearted, give them what they need and insure them that God will NEVER give them more than they can handle.
Our God is good and gracious..  and it is soo good to know that we have each other and such a compassionate God that is there with us every step of the way.

To add to this blog, this morning in church there was a sermon delivered by John Ray about suffering.
I think it would be a good thing to go along with this blog post today so here are,

Three things to always remember:
1. Suffering is almost always for transformation.
2. God is closest to us when we are suffering, He is compassionate.
3. By following God, we can never be at peace with the world; faith sets us free from the fear of life.