Since Johanna spoke so pointedly about compassion in her first post (see 11/24/07), I thought that it would be a nice start to the year 2008 to reflect on the following poem written by Stefanie Cassetto and presented admirably in a live performance by Randy Vandeventer earlier in 2007 at Johanna's home church.  © 2007 Stefanie Cassetto / Manchester Christian Church.
   
  I’m trying to find my compassion groove
  What it is that makes me move
  That makes my heart go
  Thump-thump, thump-thump
  That makes my throat choke back that lump
   
  What I’ve come up with so far
  Are people and places
  On the brink 
  On the edge
  On the mend
  On the outside
  Wanting in 
   
  And my heart goes out 
  And my groove begins…
   
  My heart goes out to you…
  The lonely one
  Needing a friend
  Maybe heart-broken
  Maybe at the end
  Of a rope
  Clinging to hope
  That someone will come close
  Someone will see you
  Someone will hear you
  Someone will want to be near you
   
  You need love
  Want love
  But it’s hard to reach out
  You swallowed the lie that you’re not worth the trouble
  I’ll meet you half-way
  Not good enough
  I’m there on the double
   
  My heart goes out to you
   
  My heart goes out to you…
  Africa…crippled by disease
  New Orleans…stolen by storm
  Iraq…damaged by war
  Kabul…ransacked by injustice
  New York City…wounded for life
  North Korea…kidnapped by lies
   
  What can I do?
   
  My heart beats quick.
  Love God.  Thump-thump.
  Love people.  Thump-thump.
   
  My heart goes out to you…
  The one whose eyes have seen some hard stuff
  Whose shoes I am not brave enough to walk
   
  You’ve traveled dusty miles for water
  You’ve cried tears of fear
  You’ve seen too much death
   
  What can I do…
  Kleenex isn’t enough 
  To wipe away the past
  Those memories that last
   
  What can I say…
  To make the pain go away?
   
  God is your refuge
   
  What can I do?
  My heart goes out to you
   
  Okay, I’m almost done…but not quite
   
  My heart goes out to you…
  the one sitting on your couch…
  doing nothing
  Feeling nothing
   
  Well, maybe you feel something 
  When you watch the news
  Disgust, rage, the Red Sox blues?
  Bitterness, resentment, a little pride?
  Sympathy, empathy…
  did you feel something break inside?
   
  But what does it take to get you to move
  To get your feet to hit the floor
  And say I’m not going to take it anymore
  I’m not going to take
  What I see that’s not right
  Injustice
  Poverty…push it out of sight
   
  Well, I’m gonna fight
   
  Fight to care for the lonely waitress
  Fight for the one who can’t speak my language
  Fight to care for the man on the street
  Or the one across my office…just a few feet
   
  Fight the urge to stayed glued to my seat
  Fight complacency
  Fight my ego
  Where He goes…we go
  Eating with sinners
  Loving his enemies
  He’s my compassion hero
  He blazed the trail that we gotta follow
   
  You know what I mean?
   
  He saw something when he looked at people
  Not just their skin…
  Their hair…
  What got them there…
  To that place of
  Broken-ness
  Hopeless-ness
  Selfish-ness
  Lonli-ness
  Wrestless-ness
   
  He saw those battles we couldn’t win
  Not on our own
  And up welled compassion again
   
  He saw something when he looked at me
   
  So…I’m waving the white flag
  It’s time to give in
  Give into compassion
  Find my passion
  Get my mind connected to my heart
  And my heart connected to my feet
  So I can make the hard walk across my street
  To my neighbor in need
  And my hands…
  There’s power in my hands that compassion can reek havoc with
  When I dare to touch the untouchable
  Dare to lend some help
  Dare to care
  Dare to reach into my wallet
  And my words…
  Messengers of hope
  Like butterflies in the breeze
  Have no fear
  My God is here
  I love you
  Peace
   
  I’m not going to fake it anymore
  Pretending like I care
  Pretending like I don’t
  I can’t do it…I won’t
  I’m on a mission
  Compassion towards all.
  The big bucks and the small 
  Time to feel
  Time to move
  Time to get on our compassion groove
   
  Love God.  Thump-thump.
  Love people.  Thump-thump.