When you think of compassion …what comes to mind?
about 4 years ago, for me I would have said ….feeling sorry or being compelled to help someone who was going through in some way. However now, the Lord has truly taught me about compassion….. through my own pain and suffering.
September of 2006 I was at work, just walking across the floor of the office when all of a sudden I had a pain so sharp hit me in my lower back like a knife. It caused me to drop slowly to the floor. For the next 3 months I was hospitalized off and on and during this process i began to lose feeling in my right leg and foot, until I totally lost all feeling. Other symptoms came with this that were unexplainable to the physicians…loss of bladder control and bleeding from the rectum. During one of my two week stays at the hospital, I lost my father. He came to visit me the night he died. He came to bring me my favorite take out and watch a movie with me on my laptop. While he was there he tried to console my concerns about how I would take care of my children and bills being in the condition I was in. His last words to me were” Don’t worry about anything Carman, I am going to help take care of you, as long as you have me , you don’t have to worry about anything”. He then kissed me on my forehead went home at 12:00am, and between that time and 4:00 am he died in his sleep of heart disease.
To be continued…