Compassion....again

Funny how all roads lead back to Compassion for me, isn't it??

The boys are now doing a weekly Bible study about the book of Daniel with some other 6 little pre-teen boys. Bless those 2 moms who take them all in for an hour and a half every week. I'm brave, but not THAT brave! They are even shooting their own movie each week so I'm sure this is going to be one to remember, especially when they are oh, 18, and I'm feeling like showing it to their prom dates...

So last week during one of our daily studies, we had to discuss the meaning of 'compassion'. And thank goodness after 2 years of drilling that word into my little ones brains, they actually were able to answer that question pretty accurately with, "it's when you feel bad for someone who needs something." Woo-HOO!!

This evening, after game #2 in our season of #469 games - Seth's team just creamed the poor little opponent. I'm talking 24-2 and the other 2 runs were made in the last inning when all our starters were either deep in the outfield or on the bench. Walking away from the field, Seth looks up at me with pitiful eyes and says sadly, "I really felt sorry for the other team." I told him I was really glad to hear that, that hopefully he will always feel that way and know not to make fun of others who are trying their best. And that my little soon-to-be-too-cool-to-talk-to-me boy child, is Compassion. Thank you Jesus, they are listening at least some of the time to my incessant babbling....