Compassion is sometimes the fatal capacity for feeling what it is like to live inside somebody else’s skin. It is the knowledge that there can never really be any peace and joy for me until there is peace and joy finally for you, too. ~Frederick Buechner
In His compassion, He entered our skin.
It was a fatal choice.
So we could live forever.
This was a new see for me this morning.
His compassions never fail.
Note: Every day I use this cup, I think of Anne Lang Bundy. She gave it to me. She overflows with His compassion, and she is a deep see diver.
Praying you see and overflow with His compassion.