Compassion, Pride

It’s Not Just About You

On one occasion an expert in the law stood up to test Jesus. “Teacher,” he asked, “what must I do to inherit eternal life?” “What is written in the Law?” he replied. “How do you read it?” He answered, “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind’ [a]; and, ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’[b]” “You have answered correctly,” Jesus replied. “Do this and you will live.” But he wanted to justify himself, so he asked Jesus, “And who is my neighbor?” In reply Jesus said: “A man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho, when he was attacked by robbers. They stripped him of his clothes, beat him and went away, leaving him half dead. A priest happened to be going down the same road, and when he saw the man, he passed by on the other side. So too, a Levite, when he came to the place and saw him, passed by on the other side. But a Samaritan, as he traveled, came where the man was; and when he saw him, he took pity on him. He went to him and bandaged his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. Then he put the man on his own donkey, brought him to an inn and took care of him. The next day he took out two denarii[c] and gave them to the innkeeper. ‘Look after him,’ he said, ‘and when I return, I will reimburse you for any extra expense you may have.’ “Which of these three do you think was a neighbor to the man who fell into the hands of robbers?” The expert in the law replied, “The one who had mercy on him.” Jesus told him, “Go and do likewise.” (Luke 10:25-37 NIV)

Last Wednesday morning was another routine morning. I was walking my sister to school; we had left this morning on time and I thought I could possibly make the 7:40 a.m. bus to the city for once. While in route to her school, I saw the bus and realized I wasn’t going to make it to the bus stop in time to catch the bus. However, I wasn’t upset because at least I would still be on time and I could stand in the hallway of the village hall/police station until the next bus came.

As I was walking up to the building to wait for the next bus, a man, who looked as if he had been drinking, was approaching me and proceeded to follow me into the building. As I walked into the building, I prayed in the Spirit because I felt uncomfortable. There were no people in the immediate area except two women who seemed to be opening up the room used for meetings or small court issues. The man went and stood across from the room in the center of the entrance leading to the police station.

I turned to face the window, pulled a banana out my bag and began to eat it. I heard the man talking with someone and his conversation caught my attention. I turned to see who he was talking to and I could see the leg of a female dressed in a stocking. I hadn’t noticed anyone there standing behind the corner near the entrance. She moved forward and I could see that she was wearing a butt-length dark multicolor dress and a thin cardigan. I admit when I saw her and heard the conversation that she and the stranger were having, I assumed she was a minor who had run away or got kicked out. I kept listening to the conversation and felt the urge to intervene.

She had informed the man that her sister took her truck and left her stranded. I went over to them and asked her if she was ok and could I give her my vest I wear under my winter coat because it was cold outside. She declined but I learned that she had been out with her sister and some other ladies that night, and when she came back outside they were gone. Her sister never did this type of thing before and that she actually had some pants and her coat in her vehicle. A police officer saw her and brought her to the station to keep warm. Her mom would have picked her up but her mom could not be contacted. I asked the young lady her name and she told me, but I will call her Jane. Jane expressed how upset she was. I offered her my vest a second time but she declined. She also said she had called a cab but they said it would take three hours. I informed her there was a bus going to the city coming shortly. She didn’t know that there was a bus and that she could take that. I offered her bus fare but she declined; she said she had money. In the midst of our conversation, I had asked her if she needed prayer but she declined that too.

Then I remembered God’s word to me Sunday that I need to learn to first go in His authority in order to go in faith! This was a clear example of what that meant. So I told her I wanted to pray for her and I extended my hand out and she took it. I prayed for her, her well-being, salvation, etc., and I thanked God for blessing me, her and the man with another day and purpose. The man who was standing there the entire time went on to compliment my prayer and then declared that although his outside appearance wasn’t altogether, he loved God. He said that Jesus got up on the cross for us and didn’t even have to.

The bus was coming so the young lady, who is actually 25, went out to the bus stop with me and I sat with her on the bus. I told her to pray for her sister. I told her to pray every time she is about to leave the house too because we may not know what is to come but God does and He will give us direction and protection. I offered her the baby blanket I kept in my bag for me or my nephew when riding public transportation during this winter. She declined. I offered her fruit I had left in my bag and she accepted. She then laughed and said, “You have everything.” I felt like she was one of my sisters (mind you, one of my sisters is 24). I felt compassion towards her and understood had I caught that 7:40 a.m. bus, I wouldn’t have met the young lady and the man.

As I reflected on this, something that the former librarian at the school I work at once told me out of the blue. I mean she did not know me well and I didn’t know where she was coming from but I received it anyhow. She said, “Everything is not about you.”

Sometimes God changes your course, sends you in a different direction, gives you a task you don’t like or think you can’t handle, puts people along your path, blesses you, etc. to strengthen and build your character and to show you He loves you and sometimes to BLESS OTHERS AND SHOW OTHERS HE LOVES THEM THROUGH YOU.

Dear Daddy,

Thank You for opportunities where I can show others Your love. In Jesus’ Name, Amen!

Ladies, today I EMPOWER you to go in faith and go in authority to show compassion and God’s unfailing love to others. Don’t be so busy with yourself and your routine that you can’t stop and follow God’s prompting toward showing compassion to someone else like the Samaritan. It is not just about you but it’s about your neighbor.

Have you shown someone God’s love today?


Ms. Tannika Moore loves the Lord and loves to write! Besides writing poetry or editing written work for family and friends, she currently works for NEIU Educational Talent Search program. She helps assist Chicago Public School students with their reading, writing, etc. as well as helps them consider and prepare for college. God, the Creator and Great Father has also created her to be a compassionate person and encourager so she loves to encourage people according to God’s Word and help them to see, think and become better through her support, actions and writing. Her favorite scripture comes from Philippians 1:6, “For I am confident of this very thing, that He who began a good work in you shall perfect it until the day of Christ Jesus.”

2 thoughts on “It’s Not Just About You”

  1. This was very powerful sis! I have to remind myself this in my parenting. Sometimes it’s hard to follow through on showing the Love of God to those who are closest to you.

  2. Great EmpowerMoment! Kudos to you on helping those people! 😉 I know that even though it was a small act of kindness, they appreciated it! 😉

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