The Heart of Compassion

Compassionate God, your generous presence is always attuned to hurting ones. Your listening ear is bent toward the cries of the wounded. Your heart of love fills with tears for the suffering.

Turn my inward eye to see that I am not alone. I am part of all life. Each one’s joy and sorrow is my joy and sorrow, and mine is theirs. May I draw strength from this inner communion. May it daily recommit me to be a compassionate presence for all who struggle with life’s pain.

From Your Sorrow is My Sorrow by Joyce Rupp, OSM
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Used with permission of The Crossroad Publishing Company, New York.