I was re-reading “Compassion: A Reflection on the Christian Life” by Donald P. McNeil, Douglas A. Morrison, and Henri J.M. Nouwen. I came across a paragraph that I had underlined in red then apparently had went on my merry way and didn’t think any more about the statement. This is what I had taken special note of: “We cannot suffer with the poor when we are unwilling to confront those persons and systems that cause poverty. We cannot set the captives free when we do not want to confront those who carry the keys. We cannot profess our solidarity with those who are oppressed when we are unwilling to confront the oppressor. Compassion without confrontation fades quickly into fruitless sentimental commiseration.”

Ouch! What have I been doing lately? Have I just silently, quietly started to commiserate? Am I now just a talker and never a person of accountability? Dear God please kick me in the “Blessed Assurance” and get me moving the kingdom is at hand and people need to know.

See you on the path…