Compassion

Compassionate nurses amaze me. I have lost much of mine working in the jail. I am amazed sometimes that there are good people.
On vacation last week, I forgot my wallet on a cafe table. A random stranger then found me and returned my wallet, all contents remained untouched. She then offered to take a photo of me and my husband. It so surprising and nice. This was how I was raised. My parents are nice and help people. I just forget sometimes and I think I know why.
Today I had to listen to a man cry, sobbing "my life is over, and I have nothing left." He wanted empathy, sympathy, and compassion. I was glad I was not his nurse but just overheard him while in clinic. Why was he so upset and suicidal? He was found guilty of first degree criminal sex crime against his sister. I just thought, what about your sisters life? I could think of nothing that I could have even said to him. Does that make me a bad person?
My prayer is that I can see all people through God' s eyes. Too many times though I find I am a judgment human and too often void of compassion for those I judge based on thier past. Then I think, what God must think of me?