I am utterly thankful that God doesn't reveal all of our sin to us in one fell swoop - I think if he did I would simply melt into a puddle and refuse to breath again under the sheer enormity of it. Who would have guessed - that 20 years into my journey as a believer in the Risen Christ I would still have my butt securely glued to the judgement seat.
But it's true.
Sadly my heart and mind still make snap judgments about people based on limited and often incorrect information.
I need to confess it.
How many times have I stood behind someone in line at a store and evaluated the contents of their shopping cart - comparing it to their assumed economic status and passed judgement on them?
Lot's of times - which isn't good when once is too much...........
I'm sorry to the poverty stricken mom who buys pampers instead of Target generic....I don't know the reason behind that decision. I can't stand as judge....
I'm sorry to the man at the grocery store who is buying Frosted Sugar Snaps and chocolate milk for his child. I don't know your story......
I'm sorry to the neighbors who are on medical assistance and public subsidy who I have silently (and not so silently) stood in judgement over as I watched the pizza delivery truck arrive.
Today I stood at that crossroads myself. Paperwork wasn't processed correctly and I needed to ask the pharmacy to re bill medications for kids who are covered under medical assistance. In the ten minute processing wait I walked around the corner and bought a Starbucks coffee.
As I walked back to the counter it struck me....how many times have I passed judgement over someone with a Starbucks cup in one hand and a medical assistance card in the other?
Caught dead to rights on that one.
I have done it.
Little does the pharmacy team know that my coffee fix is courtesy of my sweet friends Jan and Don who keep me well stocked with Starbucks cards.
Nope. This time I was 'that person.' The one who I have so carelessly passed judgment over so many times. The one who 'dared' to buy a cup of coffee while participating in public assistance programs.
I felt the back end of the scenario and the slap of my own chronic habit of claiming the judgment seat.
Thank you God for showing me again my weakness and utter need for forgiveness....as the truth about my own heart is slowly revealed.