Icons, Part Three

image by Rebekah Choat

image by Rebekah Choat

This statuette is the closest thing I have to a traditional icon. When she first came to pray in my garden some ten years ago, she was an angel, regal yet demure. She lost a wing during Hurricane Ike, which only made me love her more – though broken, she retained her beauty and poise.

The other wing was shattered when she was knocked down by a strong wind perhaps eighteen months ago, since when I have felt an even deeper connection to her. She is completely approachable now, and might be a friend, a kindred spirit. In some mystical way, I feel peace when I sit outside near her in the early mornings, and even when I look at her picture.

image by Rebekah Choat

image by Rebekah Choat

The Praying Lady speaks to me of Someone else, One who deliberately laid his divinity aside for a time and came to be like one of us, to be with us in all our joy and sorrow; One who sits now at the right hand of God the Father, interceding for us.

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Tuesday’s Word: compassion

compassion (n):  sympathetic consciousness of others’ distress
together with a desire to alleviate it

Compassion is more than feeling sorry for the victims of an earthquake.  It’s more than pity for sufferers of a disease of which you have no firsthand experience.  The sympathetic consciousness of another’s distress is key.

sympathy (n):  an affinity, association, or relationship between
persons or things wherein whatever affects one similarly affects
the other

Compassion is relational.  It involves entering into another’s painful experience to the fullest extent you are able and living it with him, attempting to alleviate his distress.

alleviate (v):  to reduce the pain or trouble of something; to make
something less painful, difficult, or severe

 It’s important to notice that alleviating pain and distress is not synonymous with fixing or removing the source of the difficulty.  We may at times be called to alter circumstances that cause suffering, but often it is not within our power to do so, particularly in cases of physical or mental illness.  Compassion does not enable us to calm the storm; rather, it calls us to battle through the storm with the one who is in the midst of it.

 “If a man seems to himself to endure the horrors of
shipwreck, though he walks on dry land and breathes
clear air, the business of his friend is more likely to be
to accept those horrors as he feels them, carrying the
burden, than to explain that the burden cannot, as a
matter of fact, exist.”  ~ Charles Williams, Descent
Into Hell