Suffering With

Compassion: the humane quality of understanding the suffering of others and wanting to do something about it

What does it mean to suffer with someone? We hear of suffering every day, we see it and we sometimes feel it, but a lot of times it’s easier to say we’re praying for someone and not actually step into the situation. Don’t get me wrong, praying is absolutely necessary and vital, but what if we take it a step further?

When I look at the ultimate example of compassion, I think of Jesus. He came to earth, lived a perfect life of no sin but all the while He suffered with many. He walked beside people, He wept for death, and then gave His life. Matthew 27:50

While my team and I have been in Mozambique, we first hand stepped into a situation far deeper than our own lives. Colonized by the Portuguese, Mozambique lived under that rule for many years and when colonization ended, a 20 year civil war broke out leaving the country utterly devastated. Mozambique is unlike any other place in Africa I’ve been but it’s also amazingly beautiful. I can see God everywhere I look.

Just in the first week, we came here, stayed in town, lived with families, ate food with them, started learning their way of life, prayed with and for them, we talked about God in different languages, and saw glimpses of healing happen from just smiles, hugs or a simple game.

When love goes somewhere, it breaks down barriers.

I’ve come to know a deeper sense of compassion. In just a few days, we entered into suffering with people but also the joy that comes with it.

I usually feel like I don’t walk away with much to show. I’ll show pictures of a village, or kids, or my host families, but to really get to the heart of change and what really happens here, I need to explain how we enter into communities. I’m not here to fix them but I’ve come to suffer with them, to love them with the love God gave me, to laugh, to weep with them, to eat, pray, and worship. And that’s priceless. Every place in Africa, from my home in South Africa to the villages of Mozambique, has shown me more of God’s heart for His people and given me compassion for each one.

 

Kids running after our car when we enter the village. One of the sweetest sights for me. 

Kids running after our car when we enter the village. One of the sweetest sights for me. 

Walking to the river with a sleeping baby  

Walking to the river with a sleeping baby  

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Day time in Mocuba 

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The Chief and his family 

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City streets of Mocuba