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Sharing His Compassion

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I grew up in Orlando, Florida, and remember the joys of spending Sabbath afternoons by the lake near a hospital. My mom and I would skip rocks, feed the ducks, and then relax under a tree. She would read Bible stories to me and patiently explain the spiritual lesson in each one. One particular Sabbath, when I was seven or eight years old, a woman and two children sat down in the grass a short distance away. I quickly noticed they were not happy. The children were actually crying. Their mother tried to comfort them, but the children continued to cry.

“Carlos, let’s go over to that family and share some juice and crackers with those kids, and pray with their mother!” I wasn’t too sure about that. It seemed too embarrassing to me, but my mother grabbed my hand and tugged me along. 

My mom began to talk with the woman. She said her husband, the father of her two kids, had just passed away in the hospital. She had no idea how she was going to raise the children all by herself. My mom took her hand and prayed for her and the children. When my mom finished, she reached over and hugged the woman. 

I can still see the expression of peace and comfort that came over the woman’s face. That’s when I felt it. The tug of Jesus. Without thinking, I reached over and hugged the little boy who was close to my age. That was my first memory of ministry! The little boy smiled an expression of thanks. 

Then I did the unthinkable. I took my prized toy and handed it to the boy. “Here, it’s yours now!” I said. His face lit up. The pain and sorrow of his heart vanished, at least for a few minutes. I had been given the opportunity to be the comforting hand of God at that precise moment in time. 

As I reflect on the Bible verse found in Matthew 5, “Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted,” I realize God uses us to comfort others. My mom taught me a lesson that afternoon that I have never forgotten. 

Second Corinthians 1:3, 4 says, “Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.” 

All over the world today, there are countless people who are in pain, who suffer in silence, who are burdened with grief. God is calling us, men, women, youth and children, to be ministers of comfort, instruments of peace to those in need. Let us watch for opportunities to be the hands and the voice of God to those around us, who so desperately need His presence.

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