A compassionate heart...

Yesterday Amy and I met our new neighbor and her two young daughters at Chick-fil-A for breakfast. After eating, the 5-year old asked Amy to go with her to the play area. Janis and I decided to sit and chat with Katie, her 15-month old. Soon afterward a woman stopped by our table to ask if my daughter was the one with long brown hair sitting in the play area. Evidently, Amy had befriended her special needs daughter, a 10-year old who was too handicapped to actually play. She was content to sit on the floor next to her wheelchair and watch the little ones play. Not only had Amy befriended this girl...they were singing and laughing and talking like old friends. The little girl's mom said, "That's so amazing! Most kids just ignore my daughter completely! You have one special girl." It really was sweet to see and I was so proud of my Amy. Our girls have always been compassionate toward others...they gravitate toward the "underdog," senior citizens, and the less fortunate. I love that about them. They manage to see with "Christ-like" eyes/hearts when many of us don't. I need to learn from our girls. They set a good example, and no matter how I try, I often fall short. When I grow up, I want to be like them!