Compassion Comes in Small Packages Too
My grandchildren were visiting this week. They stayed overnight for a couple of days, and I noticed something in them that made me smile.
They know how to love.
They don’t have much. A few toys. Some craft supplies. Their two little hands. But they use every bit of what they do have to spread love.
Julia was writing notes covered in stickers.
Joseph was delivering cold Diet Pepsis to thirsty adults.
Together they were collecting toilet paper rolls to build something special for Grandpa.
They don’t have much — but they don’t need much to show kindness.
And neither do we.
Some of the deepest corners of our hearts have been touched by small acts of compassion.
Here’s another example.
A few years back, my mom spent her first Valentine’s Day alone. After 61 years of marriage, the day was particularly hard. The house was quiet. The grief was fresh.
It was cold and snowy, but even so, Mom bundled up and made her way next door to drop off some freshly baked bread. After inviting her in, they pressed a small box of chocolates into her hands.
The tag on the box read:
‘Happy Valentine’s Day, Lenore.’
That’s all. Nothing extravagant. Nothing profound. Just a quiet kindness that met her right where she was. I doubt they’ll ever know how much that small gift steadied her heart—or how much of a difference they made, but their quiet compassion was a lifeline to her.
Moments like that remind me that we don’t have to solve someone’s entire life to be compassionate.
Compassion comes in small packages too:
A meal.
A note.
A ride.
A prayer.
A gentle answer.
Small is still faithful.
After all, a little bread and a few fish go a long way in the hands of our Father.
“Whoever is kind to the poor lends to the Lord, and he will reward them for what they have done.” — Proverbs 19:17 (NIV)
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