I’ve followed more then one blogger who went on a compassion trip.I love hearing stories and seeing pictures of their trips. Not all of us get to go, it wouldn’t even make sense if we all die go.
But by their stories we get to see what it’s like there.
Our hearts are moved by hard situations, we are inspired by courageous people, often tougher then us, who make the best of their lives in hard times. People bringing glory to God when I imagine I’d sit down and whine. Children laughing in the face of poverty and pain and having a childhood anyway, and us getting to make it safer and better and helping them have a future as well as a childhood.
Through the Compassion Blogger stories, we are inspired and encouraged to share, just as we encourage our children to share.
Because if God gave us more then others, put us in a place where people have more then people in other places, then the sole reason of His doing so is for us to share it with those other people. Maybe because God knows that community flows out of sharing? Maybe because He knows that we, the rich in material things, can learn from them, the rich in spirit?
Sometimes I dream of going on a compassion trip. But that’s not a part in my story right now. It might be a later chapter. I don’t know yet.
Right now I’m on another trip. A journey. One these compassion bloggers are on as well, when at home
It’s just as necessary, jsut as beautiful, just as challenging. Just so different. And yet the same, maybe?
And so I wondered what my trip would look like through the glasses of a compassion blogger. Through the glasses of a writer going on a trip.
The coming 30 days, I will tell the story of being and becoming a mom.Of how I thought I would love it, but didn’t at first.
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