My pastor is about to wind up a series on Jonah. True, we’ve only caught one of the sermons, but yesterday was a bit on compassion. My hubs chose to put in Compassion Hymn into the service and it fit perfectly.

As I thought about who I needed to show compassion to, I thought to my sweet little boy (and husband). Since I am not a covenantal thealogian (meaning, I do not believe that simply because Eric and I are elect believers that our son is one as well), I believe that my son is lost. He needs Jesus. I need to show him compassion. I need to exhibit the fruit of the Spirit to him: patience, gentleness, kindess, etc.

I also need to show comapssion on my husband. I am not the only one who has gone through my change. He seldom gets more than 7 hours of sleep in a row. He doesn’t have a really clean house anymore (I’m working on that schedule). He started a new ministry in a new state. He needs his wife to show him compassion just as he has been gracious to show much of it to me.