We began talking last week “Woman to Woman.” We talked about several truths as I see them and some of you had great feedback as to what your own truths looked like.
I feel led to start discussions between women, from a woman, to grow women.
In the end, we are the ones who “get” each other, right? The men in our lives can love us, provide for us, protect us and be an amazing part of our lives…but I’ve yet to have one man in my life that really “gets” being a woman. He’s not. I am.
We have a lot we could and should be teaching one another. A lot we should be doing to build one another up. To grow in community as moms/wives/friends. And as Christian women, we have a call to serve one another in love. To serve our families in love.
My hearts cry is that we as women would start growing together and going together. Growing upwards and going forward.
Our lives are not about me, you, us or them. It’s all about Him. Everything we do and say is meant to glorify the One who gave us eyes to see, lips to speak, hands to mend, feet to go…and hearts to love.
“Put on then, as God’s chosen ones, holy and beloved, compassionate hearts…” (Col. 3:12)
Let’s start there. We are to put on compassionate hearts.
In the morning I put on my makeup because it’s not already applied. I don’t have tattooed eyeliner…that scares me immensely, but would be very awesome to never have to apply in my lifetime again. And mascara…that takes way too long.
I put on my clothes…because that’s the thing to do. And you thank me for that. And somebody please help me with this closet. Please.
I put on my watch…so I will not be late. Well, that’s the idea anyway.
I put on a false sense of security…because I wouldn’t want you to think I was insecure. Not me.
I put on a smile…even when I may be frowning inside. That’s the polite thing to do. Especially when you ask me how I’m doing. “Fine.” With a smile. Do you really want to know how I’m doing, anyway?
We all put on something everyday. Because it’s not already on us or in us, so we have to put. it. on.
These words from Paul are telling me that I, as God’s beloved, also have to put on some things to be what I’ve been called and chosen to be. There is a lot to unpack in the reality that we are chosen and beloved, alone. I talked about that in You. Are. Beloved. Yes, You.
An important first step in the process of identifying with other beloveds is realizing you are beloved.
We are instructed to put on a compassionate heart. That implies I don’t already possess one. Ouch. That hurts.
Who wants to think they don’t possess a compassionate heart? I love people. And babies. And animals. I have compassion.
Sorry. No, I really don’t. Not without God giving it to me. Not the kind of compassion He wants me to have. For Him.
Compassion for Him. For His Son. For His people. Now we are getting somewhere.
When I let Christ’s compassion wash over me, I will in turn have compassion to give back to the Giver. And from the overflow of what’s been given me, I will extend a compassionate heart to my sisters. And husband. And children. And all the “less than” that I now “overlook.”
Without a compassionate heart there is no hope for love. Without love there is no hope.
Love is the tie that binds.
Everything else I want to address and talk about with you Woman to Woman stems from having a compassionate heart.
A heart overflowing with love from the Father, for the Father and all the Father’s children. Including our own children. Our own husbands. Our own family. Our sisters. And all those “less than” that we’ve been overlooking for so long. Out of fear. Or disgrace. Or whatever.
Will you go with me towards putting on a compassionate heart? It may take some getting used to. But there is grace for that. God always equips the called. And as His children, we’ve been called to put on a compassionate heart.
As the season of Lent approaches, many people decide to “give up” something to observe what Jesus gave up for us. It’s hard to think we could give up anything that would compare to what he gave up. Perhaps a good start would be what my friend Michele-Lyn Ault suggests, less of me and more of Him. And perhaps a good place to start there would be letting go of the parts of my heart that don’t allow compassion in.
For lent I will strive to let go of my…
And I will strive to grasp a compassionate heart.
Compassion drove Jesus to the cross.
Compassion drove Jesus from the grave.
Compassion changed the world.
And it still can. It can change mine. It can change yours.
If you would like to share your own thoughts about todays post or write your own post in response, please link post or add your thoughts in comments.
I’m also linking this up to Jennifer Dukes Lee and an awesome group who are giving up their own “Love Idols” this lent.
Link your own Woman to Woman post below…I’ll be so gracious for it!