Welcome to Compassionate Sunday. We're working through Twelve Steps to a Compassionate Life by Karen Armstrong, one step per month.
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I confess that I'm going in circles on how to have concern for everybody. Deb Nance at Readerbuzz and Rachel B of Hibernator's Library commented on last week's post in ways that demonstrate my concerns.
Deb Nance noted that we get scorned for showing compassion for people that are deemed undeserving by our society. Society gives us mixed messages here, I think. In the abstract, "love thy neighbor" (Matthew 22:39), "love thy enemies" (Matthew 5:44), and "judge not, that ye be not judged" (Matthew 7:1) all sound like exactly what we should be doing. But try putting that in practice by, say, expressing love toward immigrants and a desire to understand those who feel threatened by immigration. You'll get scorn from immigrant supporters about accepting the possibility of any threat and scorn from xenophobes for embracing the arrival of new people and new cultures.
Rachel B pointed out that, especially in this election season, we need compassion for the xenophobes. Not only do I find that difficult in itself, but I feel limited support for the project from people who share my political and moral beliefs. And that includes Karen Armstrong. She spends two paragraphs on pages 148 and 149 asking us to "Listen critically to the voices in your own society that preach hatred or disdain of other national, religious and cultural traditions." But she doesn't tell me how to deal with my hatred or disdain for those voices or the people who listen to them uncritically.
All of this makes me feel alternately superior (I'm showing more concern for more people than you are) and whiny (everybody hates me because I'm trying to love someone that they hate). Both of those positions yank me right of compassion and back to self-centeredness. Sigh.
Do you have any suggestions for how to get off this merry-go-round?
About Joy Weese Moll
a librarian writing about books
