Showing posts with label Compassion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Compassion. Show all posts
13 Sunday B: Talitha Koum: Healing is a Compassionate Ministry
Sickness and death have a way of shearing through the veneer of our self-importance and social status. These things touch us at our most vulnerable point. Sickness and death strip us of our illusions and remind us that, no matter how important we are in the eyes of others, we are still human—still very limited and transient citizens here on earth.
17 Sunday B: Give them Something to Eat
17th Sunday B from Padir Neylu
Like the crowds we have gathered here to hear the message of Jesus.
Like those crowds we have gathered here to be fed from his hands.
Like on that hillside, Jesus takes our loaf, gives thanks to the Father, and gives it to all of us who are sitting around ready to be fed by him.
India's Sister Lucy Kurien: a life of self-less service
For nearly 20 year's her shelters have helped women and children desperately in need.
Indian President Pranab Mukherjee presents Sister Lucy Kurien with the Nari Shakti (women empowerment) award, March 8. (Photo courtesy of Sister Lucy Kurien) |
Through her organization — called Maher (mother's home) — Sister Kurien assists destitute women and children irrespective of caste, creed or religion.
"The focus is always on the street, especially the women who are mentally challenged and those suffering from HIV," said Sister Kurien, who belongs to the Sisters of the Cross of Chavanod.
Sudha's Copper Coins: True Story
Sudha Murthy, chairperson, Infosys
Foundation is known for her ability to glean interesting stories from the lives
of ordinary people. The following is extracted from her latest collection,
'Bombay to Bangalore':
It was the beginning of summer. As I boarded the Udyan Express at Gulbarga, I saw that the 2nd class reserved compartment was jam-packed with people. I sat down and was pushed to the corner of the berth. The ticket collector came in and started checking people's tickets. Suddenly, he looked in my direction and asked, what about your ticket? 'I have already shown my ticket to you', I said.
It was the beginning of summer. As I boarded the Udyan Express at Gulbarga, I saw that the 2nd class reserved compartment was jam-packed with people. I sat down and was pushed to the corner of the berth. The ticket collector came in and started checking people's tickets. Suddenly, he looked in my direction and asked, what about your ticket? 'I have already shown my ticket to you', I said.
Left to Die: Dan Mazur's Act of Courage and Compassion
LIFESAVER HERO:
DAN MAZUR
by John from Olympia
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