I don’t know. Maybe I am getting old, because older people sometimes become more compassionate with people. Sometimes they don’t. But sometimes they do.

I felt a deep sense of compassion for a little boy. His parents were sharecroppers. His father was very abusive to his mother and the children. His mother got fed up with the abuse and left with some of her children. This little 10-year old boy was left behind. The father inflicted whippings on him so severe that the scars could be seen decades later. One day the father was plowing in the field and his mule died. (I have questions about whether he abused the mule, but when the mule died, the boys father said, “Now, you are the mule.” At around the age of 13 the boy ran away to try to reunite with his mother. the abuse was obviously too heavy to bear. The boy reunited with his mother and enrolled in school, but by that time he was so far behind that he left school because of the jeers and insults about him being so far behind. He became a very powerful boy who fell into the hands of mobsters and was known, not only for his treachery but also his power. That power made him an unrivaled success in the boxing ring. His name was Charles Sonny Liston.
Rivers of tears overflowed the banks of my heart as I reviewed this little boy’s story and it was while I was walking along an asphalt path after a morning run, the other day, that I thought, “How can God condemn a boy who was forced to grow up this way? What chance did he have?” I silently screamed out to God, “NO CHILD SHOULD HAVE TO GROW UP LIKE THIS – GOD – NONE – NOT ONE?”
No! When I see people acting up, I do not want to excuse them — you know — give them a blank check and let them but, the older I get, the less judgemental I become. I recently worked with a boy on a program and in the middle of the program he gave up. A person who was working with me said that he had gone home for the holidays and his time at home with his mother wasn’t very encouraging and there it was again. Rivers of compassion flooded my heart. There I am trying to help him but, at that moment, the load was too heavy for him to continue. “LORD, PLEASE SHOW ME THE WAY. Give me a heart of compassion and service. “ Oh, and, by the way, “Thank you for giving me the privilege to serve. I am glad you are God because I serious questions
Now, please understand that I do believe that we must receive Jesus in order to be saved, but there are too many things about life that I just dont’ understand. There are too many people who start out with lives already broken and no one to show them how to fix it. “Lord, I am glad that I am not You, because You know exactly what to do and how to judge fairly.
And speaking to the things that I do not understand, I do know that there is coming a day when every valley will be exalted, every hill and mountain will be made low, the rough places, plain and the crooked places will be made straight.”
“4Every valley shall be exalted, and every mountain and hill shall be made low: and the crooked shall be made straight, and the rough places plain:
5 And the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together: for the mouth of the Lord hath spoken it.”
Brothers and sisters, I continue to trust Him despite my questions and I encourage you to do the same. It starts with a relationship with Him. I encourage you to receive Him and trust Him with your serious questions that none of us can answer completely.

Amen, people sometimes don’t see how you are trying to help them, they only see their pain and God has to step into their hearts and their reality for them to see, I pray that he return back to you for help.
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Thanks for your comment. He did return and is still trying. There are questions that I have about God and mercy and justice, but I still trust God, who I believe is both able and who wants to help us all. I know He helped me, and I am just paying back what He has done for me. It is a great privilege.
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