Sometimes, I think I go for days without being touched by anyone.
Sometimes, when I get under my big blue and white fluffy down comforter at night, I think it must be nice to be married and have someone to hold me while I fall asleep.
Yes, that must be nice.
So I make myself think about people in hospital beds in third world countries, who have no one to comfort them. I think about small orphans who have no one to hold them aside from a diaper change. I think about old people in homes, who have been forgotten about and have no one to give a rip about them because they are old and don't look pretty or smell nice anymore.
Am I really this selfish? If I want someone to hold me, I should go and hold them.
Jesus was a very compassionate man. But I felt like the Lord showed me that you can have all the compassion in the world for people and it means nothing if you don't do anything with it. Imagine if Jesus, being full of compassion didn't touch people or hug them, or kiss them. Imagine if he didn't heal their sick or visit them in their homes. What sort of a loving God would that be? He wouldn't be loving at all.
I don't think Jesus, being single sat around waiting for people to hug him or love him. He simply went after them. However, even in His pursuit of them, it wasn't out of selfish means to receive affection. It was done out of His obedience to the Father and I know He was blessed because of it.
So what if I don't get a whole lot of affection? I won't die without it...
but somebody else might.
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