There is a certain kind of person who gets very concerned whenever anyone starts talking too much about God’s compassion. They are always the ones to remind you that Jesus was harsh with people at times.
They seem to forget that the people Jesus was consistently harsh with were those who had a problem with God’s compassion.
I think that the reason certain people get nervous about God’s compassion is that God might be compassionate on the wrong sort of people.
It was the “wrong sort of people” that washed Jesus feet with her tears and anointed him with costly ointment.
There are those who view God the way the older brother viewed God – he worked hard for God every day and God never gave him anything. The older brother was angry because the younger brother got to “go out and have fun” and still got the fatted calf.
The older brother never understood sin. So he never understood God’s compassion. God’s compassion meant that someone somewhere is getting away with something – and we have to put a stop to it.
“God’s compassion will lead to chaos. Didn’t you know that? How will society survive if God is compassionate on the wrong sorts of people.
(Jesus never whipped people. He used the whip to drive out the animals.)
These same sort of people get nervous when you talk about empathy. One might find themselves being empathetic with the wrong sorts of people. We can’t have that.
As a disclaimer, I am the wrong sort of person. But Jesus found me. He spoke kindly to me. He drew me into his arms with whispers of love.
Jesus loves me, this I know. For the bible tells me so.
It is not possible to be “too unbalanced” with God’s compassion. It is far greater, far broader, far more extensive, far higher, far deeper than any of us can possibly imagine.
If you are the wrong sort of person, you are just the one that the Father is seeking. Come to Jesus and find rest.