I am belatedly starting a month of posts about a much-needed but often presently-misunderstood virtue, a month that will feature more emphasis on word art expression than on extensively-written words.

I begin the very best place I know to begin: with my Jesus. And with these hymn lyrics by Charles Wesley.

Jesus was certainly filled with everything from sorrow to righteous anger at various times. And He certainly came filled with truth. But it was His completely balanced perspective of the limited human condition overlaid by His divine understanding of our needs that made (and still makes) Him the most supreme example of what compassion really looks like.

Let us strive to study His ways and emulate them in our own lives. ❤