How Compassionate Are You?

                                                              How Compassionate are You?

On a trip and toward one common destination, two friends had a chat. “It’s thrilling to find someone in their hiding

place,” said Musamaha. “I like the noise and the running involved,” replied Deni. “Conflicts and arguments are never

absent in this ‘game’ and my sister Mfalme hates it when they do occur,” commented Musamaha.

Saturday play time was longed for. Besides the approaching warm summer, the warm gatherings of friends made

the day all the more special and delightful. The plays were adventurous. Hide and seek, was the most exciting,

common and liked game by then. The victory and the joy expressed when one came from the hiding place

unspotted was true, hearty and a triumph. The most liked and distinct part of the game being ‘the dashing out from

the hiding place with a shout of victory.’

     The eventful day dawned and the beams of the morning light grew bright and beautiful. Musamaha only had his

sister Mfalme to play with. There was no sign of other friends or neighbours coming along on this particular day. At

the field and at the peak of the game, Musamaha thought of finding an uncommon hiding place. He aimed to prove

it impossible or hard enough for his sister to find him. “In order for Mfalme to give up the search, I will hide behind

the thicket at the edge of the fence,” he whispered to himself as he tiptoed to his secret hiding place.

It was no wonder the effortless and the exhausted Mfalme stood still and waited for Musamaha to jubilantly spring

out of this surprise hiding place.

“I give up the search!”  announced Mfalme, waiting for her brother’s shout of victory. But to her great surprise, there

came this least expected hurtful, scary and terrible scream from the thicket! “Oh help, oh help! Please help!

Musamaha screamed. “What‘s the matter?” The perplexed Mfalme asked, almost taking off to flight.

It’s good she eventually made the best move. She moved towards the thicket, towards her brother, towards his

rescue. This was opposed to the worst, easy and alternative move she would have decided to take. ‘Run away due

to fright! What could have happened to Musamaha? “My leg awfully hurts!” cried out Musamaha in agony and


     On distinguishing her brother’s howling voice, Mfalme responded. On arriving at the scene, she googled at him

and noticed a gush of blood from his foot. On spotting the gash from which the bleeding outpoured, her face turned

pale, and her limbs went sweaty and panicky. On realising that her brother was in excruciating pain, she started

crying. On realising that crying with her brother was not the best choice nor was it the required solution; the natural

instinct commanded her to do the necessary.

     The sight of it was horrendous and not to be contained; neither in her tender heart nor in her little mind. She

had to seek help. She ran off like lightning, she panted and her heart thudded. The distance seemed long but her

physical body dared not to give up. After all her brother could not run and she was the only one available to do the

running. The emergency response!

The sight of what she had seen stuck in her mind. A vision that was hard to erase. She needed able and caring

hands to offload everything in. “Mum and dad must see what I have just seen. Mfalme whimpered as she ran.

“Musamaha’s profusely bleeding!” she was heard gasping as she reported the incident. Next at Musamaha’s aid

were the astonished parents!

     The deeply penetrated and embedded fragment of glass that lay in Musamaha’s foot could only be removed by

an operation under general anaesthesia. The only option availed at that moment! That evening the entire family

waited in quietness for Musamaha to come out of theatre. The saddest moment ever for the whole family!

Deni and his dad headed off to the hospital to pay a visit. Deni was Musamaha’s best friend. A school mate and a

play mate too.

     On arriving on the extensive ward, they could not easily find Musamaha. “Musamaha’s best game is ‘hide and

seek’ and I am sure he could be hiding!” remarked the anxious Deni. Without realising, he began the search. He

wandered off until he bumped into a helpful nurse who instructed him of where to find Musamaha.

“I am hiding here”, called out Musamaha from the opposite room. “No Musamaha, I found you and it’s now my turn

to do the hiding!” protested Deni. “You did not find me, I called out for you!” Musamaha firmly retorted.

“You always do this Musamaha…”replied Deni, almost roaring back; luckily he was restrained from the emotional

burst by his dad. “Remember this is a hospital and not the play ground boys!” Deni’s dad reminded them.

“When will this ever stop? You always end up in disagreements, quarrels and grudges,”Mfalme fiercely reprimanded

them. “I can tell you are all angry,”Musamaha’s dad interrupted; aiming to reconcile them. He narrated a Bible story

that required all of them to reconsider their opinions and their similar predicaments. Besides chortling, they finally

resolved for the best choice ever.

                                             Mathew 18:23-35

Then came Peter to Him, and said, how often shall my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? Till seven times? Jesus said unto him, I say not unto you, Until..“Therefore the Kingdom of heaven is like a certain king who wanted to settle accounts with his servants. And when he had begun to settle accounts, one was brought to him who owed him ten thousand talents. But he was not able to pay, his master commanded that he be sold, with his wife and children and all that he had, and that payment be made. The servant therefore fell down before him, saying, ‘Master, have patience with me, and I will pay you all. ’Then the master of that servant was moved with compassion, released him, and forgave him the debt.

But the servant went out and found one of his fellow servants who owed him a hundred denarii; and he laid hands on him and took him by the throat, saying, ‘Pay me what you owe! ’So his fellow servant fell down at his feet and begged him, saying, ‘Have patience with me, and I will pay you all.’ And he would not, but went and threw him into prison till he should pay the debt. So when his fellow servants saw what had been done, they were very grieved, and came and told their master all that had been done. Then his master, after he called him, said to him, ‘You wicked servant! I forgave you all that debt because you begged me.’Should you not also have had compassion on your fellow servant, just as I had pity on you?’And his master was angry, and delivered him to the torturers until he should pay all that was due to him. So My heavenly Father also will do to you if each of you, from his heart, does not forgive his brother his trespasses.”

The Holy Bible (New King James Version)