Quotes About Compassion

Perhaps I did nothing to ease their lives at that point except exist and remind them that I loved them. Perhaps that's all anyone can do at such a time.

If love makes you sad, you acquire a little depth, a little compassion. If it makes you happy, you learn how to be joyous. Every relationship should color your soul to a certain degree, don't you think? Every friendship, every love affair - each one should build up the chambers of your heart the way a sea creature builds the chamber of his shell.

He is so kind that he makes me search my soul to find new ways to be compassionate to others.

I have learned to forgive the unforgivable. My hope is that as I share my journey, you too will learn to do the same.

I am working on forgiving the unforgivable.

There is an exercise in a book I read by Pema Chödrön, an American woman who became a Buddhist nun, where you sit and concentrate on that which is overwhelming you and ask this energy, this thing, to overwhelm you totally; to consume you. At the point of total consumption, then you ask how many others are feeling this same exact thing at the same exact time and you ask to join their energy. I have found this to be the most healing and compassionate exercise.

What she helped me learn is that even compassion has boundaries. It is not for those who get up each day and choose a path of discord. This includes me. I have learned that I do not deserve compassion either if I do the same.

I opened the door to my own cage and freed myself. My illnesses ended. I demanded good medical care and got it. I respected myself and, with compassion for my whole self, got it. I learned that my anger was a beautiful thing. A powerful part of me, like my other valuable senses, like smell and taste and touch. That anger, when used properly, when controlled, when chosen appropriately, is a valuable action.

That opened me to understand that we can forgive anyone just about anything when we separate them from their issues, illnesses, and faults. When we step away from the dangerously ill, and criminally insane, and make laws to get them the help, healing, and quarantine that they may need.

We can say that we are struggling. It helps them to know that we are only human and doing the best that we can. They aren't stupid—they are just young. They aren't as naïve as you might imagine.

She leans over Roop the way Sardarji leaned over Satya the years she cried for children, brushing tears from Roop's heavy lashes with her lips. She strokes her head as a mother would, says. "Slpee little one, we are together now." And Roop sleeps, overcome by the afternoon heat. While Satya watches her. So trusting, so very stupid.

The more we understand the men in our lives, the better we can support and love them in the way they need to be loved.

carrying out kindness means doing a small act of generosity for someone else; overcoming our tendency to be selfish, inattentive, busy, impatient, or focused on our own needs; and doing it without expecting appreciation or anything in return.

When Jesus was moved by compassion, it was not just a feeling he had, but an understanding and conviction of what those people meant to the Father.

Fearless love looks like this: I don't care what you think of me, there is a God in heaven who loves you so much that you won't care who I am; by the time you meet Him.

You are not rejecting a person if you reject his words. You get to receive the person with kindness and compassion and treat him as a human being. If someone gets offended and feels rejected just because you rejected his words, then stay away from him, because he has unhealthy heart boundaries that cause him to use prophecy to control or manipulate the people around him.

La meta de la revelación es sencilla: ver lo que Dios ve, escuchar lo que Dios escucha y decir lo que Dios dice para que todos podamos amar de la forma en que Dios ama. La

As I read the Gospels, I never saw a time when Jesus was a doormat. Jesus found a perfect balance, and for me it has been an ongoing search to find the line to walk between making people happy and giving up too much in order to do so.

While our friends were rioting, handcuffed and starving, in the yard, we were the ones banging on open cell doors, bellies full, crying for our freedom.

Do not wrong or hate your neighbor, for it is not he that you wrong: You wrong yourself.

Those who can't help themselves should be assisted to do so. Those who can help themselves should be assisted to additionally help others.

Friends change toward the ill person, some revealed in their strange and beautiful kindness and some exposed in their utter, ugly selfishness.

It's lovely loving, isn't it? In fact, I find it almost better, because being loved sometimes embarrasses me, but loving is a gift.

The last thing that's needed is to judge your own heart, but then that's the first thing you go and do. A heart rushes to judge itself. A heart should have better things to do. A heart doesn't.