Judging a book by its cover

Have you ever judged a book by its cover?  I know I have.  The colors, the font, the way they have beautifully magnified the picture on the front with the perfect backdrop.  So excited to get it home and open it up only to start reading and it not be what you thought?  I know I have opened up a book or two and thought wow, not what I was expecting!

I have also done this with people.  Taken a look at them from the outside and thought I had them all figured out in my head.  Have you ever done that?  Looked at someone and thought, wow they sure have it all together.  Or maybe you have judged someone who seemed grouchy or irritable and thought wow, they should take some lessons on being nice.  Maybe thought that in the checkout line at the grocery store.  Why would they choose to work at a grocery store and know they have to interact with people everyday when they have that kind of attitude?  I’m sure we have all done it.  I know I have.  I have let myself come to a conclusion about someone and why they act like they do when truly I know nothing of their story.

I used to be the woman who said “I won’t ever do that with my kids” or “why would she  let her child get away with that?”  Until I had my own!  It is about survival!  LOL  Anyhow, back to the point.  We had our boys at 31 weeks and didn’t even begin to understand the rough road ahead of us.  We spent eight weeks in the NICU and home with oxygen cords tangled all over the place.  And we thought once we got home we would be free and clear.  That we would be “normal”.  Right.  What is normal anyhow?  Fast forward two more hospital stays for our youngest twin and crazy rashes and mood swings and no sleep from the oldest twin and we landed at our first alternative doctor.  We found out both boys were intolerant to dairy, one intolerant to all grain and the other intolerant to sugar.  WOW.  So when you google no dairy, no grain, no sugar do you know what you get?  Paleo.  The Paleo Diet.  Basically it is fresh fruit, fresh veggies, meat, and nuts.  So here I became the mom who had this crazy strict diet for her boys and didn’t go out to eat and didn’t send them anywhere for fear of what they might consume.  I remember when I was even scared to pack a lunch for the park for fear of the other moms looks and thoughts going on in their heads.  I felt judged everywhere I went.  I was one of those “crazy” moms who wouldn’t let her children have treats or “normal” food.  But they had no idea of our journey… the path that we had walked.  They didn’t know the doctors visits, the hospital stays, the near death experience of our youngest, or all the screaming nights with our oldest.

Our experience has taught me so much about judging others.  To try to look deeper into the lives of the people I encounter instead of just the surface.  Trying to love those who aren’t always nice or who seem different.  Because once upon a time Jesus loved me when I was different.  When I was still a lost girl in this world looking to everything but him.  It was his love that changed my life.  And now it is my hope that His love through me will change someone else.  Can we dare to love others?  Can we dare to love them when they are lost, difficult, or different from us?

2 Corinthians 10:7 – You are judging by appearances.  If anyone is confident that they belong to Christ, they should consider again that we belong to Christ just as much as they do.

Let’s leave the judging to be done by the one true God and work on loving people with the same love that Jesus showers on us.  After all, maybe we could help someone reach out for their Savior.

Blessings,

Tana

 

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