Friday, February 20, 2015

Have Some Compassion

This blog is part of the 1000 Voices for Compassion. I'm writing today, along with many other bloggers who joined a group on Facebook, to raise awareness about the greater need for compassion in our world.  I joined the group for many reasons.

I have a son born with down syndrome who is now 9.  He's at the age where other kids are starting to notice he's different.  Sometimes the things he does are different from other kids. He just wants to be included in their world and play beside them.  Lots of our friends have special needs as well.  They may not look the same, talk the same, or act the same, but we are human beings sharing the planet and it's good to be more accepting.  When you see a kid like ours, it's helpful if you reach out and say hi to them.  Accept their hugs. Explain to your own children that they are different but lovable nonetheless.  Show your compassion to those kids and their parents when you find them.

I'm married to a Muslim man.  We see it in the news all the time.  Muslims are classified as bad people. The media highlights the religion of the people who are killing and being killed.  It's always about the Muslims killing Christians or the Christians killing jews.  It's time to stop focusing on our differences and realize these are just bad people killing good people. Maybe you heard about the recent Chapel Hill Shooting.  Some good has come of the situation, but it was a tragedy and symbolic of what keeps happening around the globe. When you see a woman wearing a hijab or a man wearing a prayer cap in a public place, don't judge.  Say hi.  Accept their differences.  Make friends with people of other religions, nationalities, and race.  The world gets a little smaller and better when we share our lives with people who are different than we are.  Show compassion when you hear or see others doing something bad to good people.  Stand up for them.

I'm surrounded by intelligent, powerful men and women who gave up their jobs to stay at home with their kids.  This is not an easy decision and requires an amount of patience some say they just don't have.  Others are supporting single family homes and working two jobs. I know moms who are nursing babies and trying to help their kids with homework at the same time.  A few are battling illness in themselves or their children.  We aren't at our peak performance all the time.  There may be people who cut you off when driving, or don't notice you in the cross walk. Recognize that we all struggle at one time or another.  Ask how your neighbor is doing.  Look others in the eye when they speak to you.  Smile at people you pass on the sidewalk.  Try not to be quick to judge others.  Show some compassion.  Together we can make this a better place to live.


  1. Yes! Yes! YES!
    I absolutely hate that Muslims are considered as bad people because they are not.
    I absolutely hate that children who are born with down syndrome or autism or learning disabilities or physical disabilities are treated differently because they are just as amazing as any other child.
    They may be even cooler.
    Not cooler than my kid though.
    I'm obligated to say that :)
    We are all different and different is beautiful.
    Your boys - they are absolutely beautiful, precious, wonderful, amazing...LOVE.

  2. Barbara--

    Pardon a wry joke, but: Preach on, sister! But just so you know, I'm right here in the choir!

    Not too long ago, some idiot decided to protest and rant outside of the hometown area mosque in West Richland (two cities over-- I'm in Kennewick). Now, I thought this was incredibly moronic-- we've had a very peaceful Sikh, Muslim, and Hindi population since the late 1970s. The imam was incredibly gracious; he said he had no ill will towards this young man, and that they would only show kindness and compassion to him.

    Our "emerging" city area neighborhoods aren't exactly mixed, but, I had a neighbor whose mother was Indian and her father Pakistani, when I was a preteen. I never once thought that was unusual until she and her family moved, I guess to be closer to this aforementioned community. I used to get rides to school with her and her mom-- her mother would talk to her in... Hindi, I think, although I could tell from her tone sometimes she was chiding her for something. Great family.

    We've had quite a number of emigrations here in the Columbia Basin from East Africa-- some of them Muslim, some not. If there is any ill will, no one seems to say it out loud. I'd be the first to point out that my impression is that they are humble, gracious, and kind people that deserve the same.

  3. We need more acceptance and understanding. Instead of focusing on what others are doing wrong we should be focusing on supporting each other, regardless of our beliefs... Well said!