Judgment has come to my attention yet again, this time in a different form. It’s so easy for me to speak negative words of other people which I take from my own reflection or view of the situation. Again my preferences stand in my way of my thinking and I put myself before others. Not seeing what other are really like but isolating things down to one event, happening or dislike and making a statement about who they are and why they must be doing it, its just so simple to do. It seems that I am holding out on grace. I have been forgiven and I have been set free to love others but its still about me. I know that I need my heart renewed in how I speak to and about others.
It’s taken me a few days to process this information, its something I am still examining in my life. I end with a touching story on the subject from
J.R. Miller, On Judging Others, the full article can be viewed at http://www.gracegems.org/Miller/judging_others.htm
A tender story is told of Professor Blackie, of Edinburgh, which illustrates the same lesson. He was lecturing to a new class, and a student rose to read a paragraph, holding the booking his left hand. "Sir," thundered the professor, "hold your book in your right hand." The student attempted to speak. "No words, sir! your right hand, I say!" The lad held up his right arm, ending piteously at the wrist: "Sir, I had no right hand," he said.
Then the professor left his place, and going down to the student he had unwittingly hurt, he put his arm around the lad's shoulders and drew him close to his breast. "My boy," said Blackie—he now spoke very softly—yet not so softly but that every word was audible in the hush that had fallen on the classroom—"Please forgive me that I was so rough? I did not know—I did not know!"
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