Compassion takes on a whole new meaning.

"Growth softens the heart. And when grace takes root, we begin to see people not for their mistakes, but for the story that shaped them."

—Anonymous

 Disclaimer: I am not professional of any sort, I do not give “professional”  or  “medical” advice, my blogs are simply my religious beliefs, biblical devotions, and personal opinions.

For me, as a mom, compassion has taken on a whole new meaning.
Becoming a parent—and maturing spiritually and emotionally—has completely reshaped the way I see the world. I find myself viewing people through a softer lens, no longer quick to respond with judgment or form an opinion. Instead, I catch myself wondering, What happened in their life that led them to this moment? That shift alone has been one of the most humbling parts of growing up.

I think about the grace I hope others would have for me or for my child in moments of weakness, and I try to extend that same grace to others. Because at the end of the day, we’re all just trying to make it through, carrying things that aren’t always visible to the world.

The empathy I feel for people now runs deep. I care—genuinely care—about the hearts and hurts of others. Life is strange that way. It’s mysterious, but I don’t believe in coincidence. I believe in purpose.

Sometimes I sit and think about how every choice I’ve made, even from a young age, has brought me to this exact place. For some, good decisions have led to better paths. For others, poor choices have brought pain. But many walk a winding road—a mix of bad decisions followed by redirection, redemption, and new direction. One decision, one moment, one person can change the course of everything.

I think about friendships I had as a child—how letting go of certain people when our values no longer aligned kept me on a path that looked very different than it could have. And I truly don’t think it was just me making the right choice. I believe God quietly planted the seed to let things fade when they needed to. I’ve crossed paths with people who only stayed for a season, yet led me to others who became part of my forever. Without those encounters—good, painful, fleeting—I wouldn’t be where I am today.

And through it all, I’m deeply thankful that I was raised in a home with a conscience. Where right and wrong weren’t just rules—they were values. Where I was taught to love people through their mess but also to know when to walk away. That foundation matters.

I don’t think life unfolds by accident. I believe God sees the full picture before we even take the first step.

There are people I’ve never truly known—only from a distance—who’ve held a quiet, special place in my heart. Some who likely never knew I whispered a prayer for them. People whose pain I could feel without ever hearing their story.

And that’s what love looks like, too: unseen, unspoken, and sometimes unknown—but real.

So I try to live with open hands and a softened heart, trusting that every moment, every decision, and every person I encounter is part of something greater than me

As we grow in faith and experience, God softens our hearts. What once may have stirred judgment now stirs compassion. With spiritual maturity comes a deeper understanding that people are often shaped by wounds we may never see and burdens we’ll never fully understand.

God doesn’t ask us to approve of every decision others make—but He does call us to love. That love is rooted in grace—the kind we hope others will extend to us, especially in our weakest moments.

Sometimes, we cross paths with people for reasons we won’t understand until much later. Maybe our paths cross to be an example. Maybe through us they can see what God’s love looks like. Maybe WE can be the reason they change their life. But God is never random. Every encounter, every detour, every delay—it’s all a thread in the tapestry He’s weaving. Our job is to walk in humility, show mercy, and trust that He’s at work even in the unseen.

"And be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God in Christ forgave you."
— Ephesians 4:32, NKJV

Let us pray for the strength to see others through eyes of grace and the wisdom to recognize God’s hand in every chapter of our story.