I judge, you judge, he judges, she judges, we judge, they judge... you get it. Judgement exists. A boy (preferably a 15-18 year old "asian", in my opinion) walks into a classroom, and instantly every person in that room, consciously or unconsciously, sizes and categorizes him (Plato's talk... whoopee). Is he attractive, unattractive? Is he a good friend? What kind of music does he listen to? It's all decided in under a minute. Of course, with careful evaluation our opinion will change. I am quite fond of the people who surprise me. They can put on a certain image, and turn out to be completely different. I guess we're all that way, in a sense. We all put on images for what we want people to see us as. Vibrant, talkative, and energetic? Chill, smart, and collected? Or perhaps, not having a care in the world? We create images for ourselves of who we are, who people think we are, who we want people to think we are.. So the question comes down to this:
When the masks are removed, who are we really?
Aaaaand while we ponder on that... I think, yes, there is a difference between judging a person and judging their decisions. Take Josh Powell for instance. His wife is missing, and he just killed his two children. I don't believe that there is anyone who would support that act. But is it MY PLACE to wish him to "burn in hell"? I've read too many FB/Twitter updates wishing him the worst.
YES, what he did was sick and twisted and he ruined the lives of two beautiful children... but only God can give him that consequence, whatever it may be.. and I will assure you that it will be just.
More often than not, I think it is better to leave the serious judging (not deciding whether or not I like her shoes) to the Big Man Upstairs.
We are here to live, love, and learn.
Love is louder than crime on the news. Love is louder than heartbreak.
Anyway, my mom is kicking me off the computer, and I have a pile of unfinished homework.. So goodnight!
Kimber
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