There’s a heaviness on my heart again today when I think of Ethiopia. It’s not sadness, really. It’s not exactly hurt. I’ve been trying to pinpoint just what to call it, and then I realize:
This is what compassion feels like.
If I feel this, I can only imagine the compassion that Jesus had- the heaviness on His heart for the world and the people He came to save. It makes me love Him all the more, to know this feeling and to know that He has those same feelings towards me, and even greater still.
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