Judgement

Hello blogger world,

I might try this once again.

Ive been really trying to examine those hidden sins that no one really sees. The jealousy, the judgmental thoughts, envy, hatred, lack of patience. The ones that you can pretty easily hide from everyone else and you just feel them eating away at you, they almost seem ok...after all no one can tell unless you say something right?  Satan seems to get a foot hold in these areas and they are some of the worst problems to get rid of.

I have a really bad habit of judging a book by its cover, or coming up with my own ideas about someone before I even know them. Most of the time I end up being wrong. For example: My best friend Lauren, when I first saw her on facebook knowing that we would be roommates I immediately thought that she would be a snob, totally enthralled in her boyfriend and care less about me. I was in a time of life where I was scared to go to college and I just thought the world was against me.  I should have just trusted that the Lord knew what he was doing. Lauren ended up being the best person I could have ever asked for.  Next would be Jon, I saw him in class and thought that he was a tool and stuck up.  I was afraid to even talk to him because I thought he would be one of those jerks that rubbed it in your face that he was smarter. 1 3/4 years later I'm dating him.  I don't know why my heart feels the need to judge people as if I'm high, mighty and better then everyone.

Yesterday I was checking a patient in. He came to me with a cane, looked about 45 years old and had hair all the way down to his butt. He was on disability and I just rolled my eyes (not really) and thought "you're just sucking it all up buddy aren't you?" He started out being smart with me, and frustrated because someone "jipped" him in line. I tried to calm him down, it was all I could do to be kind and then when I asked to take his picture for his file, he said something that stopped my dumb thoughts in their tracts. He said "yea mine as well get the picture now, I wont have hair next time"  He told me that since he is disabled and cannot contribute to society and work he grows out his hair and donates it to locks of love. While I'm not a fan of men with long hair (since when does my opinion matter) I thought it was pretty admirable that he thought of that. His last donation was over 16 inches of hair.  I was pretty impressed to say the least and quickly remembered that my judgmental thoughts ALWAYS seem to prove me wrong.

Wouldn't it be wonderful to be able to love like Christ loves? Unconditionally, all the time, without the negativity?  

 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.  Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 1 Corinthians 13:4-8