The church was quiet and the words to "How Great Thou Art" stirred the air around us. A beautiful voice, a beautiful song. Next to me, sat an elderly man, alone. As the music built, his shoulders began to shake and I looked over to see him weeping quietly beside me. Weeping. There is just something about another person's pain that moves me to action. I hear the command to act. Often I argue with that command because I don't want people to think I am loony bins. But, more often than not, I follow the command with the thought that I would rather be thought of as loony bins than thought of as cold and uncaring.
As the song wound down, I reached over and put my hand in his. He looked up at me and said, "thank you, thank you" and I knew that the feeling of intense compassion or empathy for someone, God is asking me to act. He doesn't want me to just think about someone or pray for someone, he wants me to DO something for someone.
I am a terrible insomniac and it used to really bug me that I could not sleep. I would toss and turn, getting more and more annoyed with myself. One day I read an article by a friend that said that we should look at insomnia as God waking us up to tell us something. Oh my goodness, I love that he needs to tell me something so often! I am listening!
Last night, I couldn't sleep and sent a message to a friend. She sent a message back saying she couldn't sleep and how sweet God is to know her heart and send her a message.
I need no clearer sign than that.
“Christ has no body now but yours. No hands, no feet on earth but yours. Yours are the eyes through which he looks compassion on this world. Yours are the feet with which he walks to do good. Yours are the hands through which he blesses all the world. Yours are the hands, yours are the feet, yours are the eyes, you are his body. Christ has no body now on earth but yours.”
― Teresa of Ávila