Empathy: placing our feet in shoes that do not belong to us, so that we might know the needs of their owner.
This is a requirement where I work, providing wheelchairs and other mobility related items to people who need them.
While working, my feet have figuratively been in many shoes – shoes that couldn’t feel the feet inside of them, shoes that were worn from pacing back and forth in a hospital waiting room, tiny shoes that sat on the dresser next to an oxygen machine, and large shoes that have never stepped outside.
It’s an honor to wear these shoes. I’ve experienced such great heartfelt rewards that surpass all of the money that the world could offer.
A hero of mine, Mother Theresa, is the mother of empathy. She has provided “shoes” to countless people by loving them.
She answered the call to love her neighbor as herself…
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