Recently at church I witnessed someone who went for prayer and was crying. As this was happening, I realized I felt this immense sadness come over me. I realized for a long time, I ran from these feelings using various methods. Suddenly it hit me. When others around me exhibit deep emotions, I feel it. Whether this is called: over-sensitive, impressionable, thin-skinned or hypersensitive (which seem to be kind of negative), I realized that it is not negative. It creates empathy. The issue is however my strong desire to “make that person’s pain go away”.
So, sitting there in church and trying to deal with this bevy of emotions that was hitting me, it hit me. IT is ok. There is nothing wrong with this reaction. It is love. Not the kind of top-of-the surface love but a love that comes from GOD. I also prayed for this individual. I did not try and turn off my own emotions, stuff them down or ignore them. I realized they are not bad.
Somewhere along my journey of life, I got a message that it was bad. I had many aha moments where I remember being called over-sensitive. I remember hating to be around other who were showing emotions because I would “feel” them deeply and not know what to do. In that church, I realized what to do. PRAY.
Now I welcome back my hypersensitivity to others. I also understand it does not mean I have to fix the situation. It is ok to be sad when others are hurting, or angry when others are mistreated. I have the power of prayer. JESUS felt. He felt right up to the cross he bared. He cried not only for his own pain which probably was immeasurable but he wept for us. And his final words were a prayer, FATHER, forgive them for they know not what they are doing.
I also sometimes cry when I think of JESUS on that cross. I cry because I love him and cannot imagine the suffering he endured. I cry that he actually endured that not for all but for each. I cry out for joy that he was willing…. Willing to take that sacrifice because he LOVES.
WE are called to that kind of love. Love others more than yourself. Pray for one another. I am now okay with being sensitive to others. It is good. Thank YOU JESUS.
I am Deni, short for Denise. I grew up in a Jewish home, in a Jewish neighborhood and a Jewish family. In 3rd grade we moved. We moved to a mostly non-Jewish area.... that is where JESUS found me. I say found me because I yet had not acknowledged it, but would find out later.......by grace, HE HELD ME ALL ALONG, just a lil Jewish girl from Philly.