Seventeen years ago, my son was sentenced to life in prison. It was a time full of grief for many reasons and for so many people. As the courtroom emptied after the sentencing, a man approached me. I recognized him as the one who had carried his Bible to court every day — the victim’s father. Standing quietly, looking into his face and not knowing what to expect, I was surprised when suddenly he said to me, “I am sorry for your loss.” In the midst of the most devastating event in my life, God had placed before me this gentle man — in mourning himself — to express his compassion and sorrow.
This man had shown me the kindest act of Christian compassion that I have ever witnessed. In one brief moment, through him, God took my grief away and showed me a picture of the compassion and love of a true follower of our Savior Jesus Christ.