Judged wrongly?

    Have you ever thought you were absolutely, positively right about someone then find out...oops...I really "judged" that person soooooooooooo totally wrong?!   


      When I talk to my kiddo's I emphasize the importance of empathy. 

     What I mean is putting aside our preconceived notions and judgments about another person.   


     Don’t be too quick to judge others for their supposed faults.  Try not to jump to conclusions as what looks like a trespass might not really be what it appears to be. 


    I've noticed in my life that the very faults I see in others are the flaws I'm living with in my own life.  Yes, humbling to admit.



    Anyhoo....take a moment to read this poem called "The Cookie Thief" (and then share it!).   


    "A woman was waiting at an airport one night,
    With several long hours before her flight.
    She hunted for a book in the airport shops.
    Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.
    She was engrossed in her book but happened to see,
    That the man sitting beside her, as bold as could be.
    Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag in between,
    Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene.
    So she munched the cookies and watched the clock,
    As the gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock.
    She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by,
    Thinking, "If I wasn't so nice, I would blacken his eye."
    With each cookie she took, he took one too,
    When only one was left, she wondered what he would do.
    With a smile on his face, and a nervous laugh,
    He took the last cookie and broke it in half.
    He offered her half, as he ate the other,
    She snatched it from him and thought... oooh, brother.
    This guy has some nerve and he's also rude,
    Why he didn't even show any gratitude!
    She had never known when she had been so galled,
    And sighed with relief when her flight was called.
    She gathered her belongings and headed to the gate,
    Refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate.
    She boarded the plane, and sank in her seat,
    Then she sought her book, which was almost complete.
    As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise,
    There was her bag of cookies, in front of her eyes.
    If mine are here, she moaned in despair,
    The others were his, and he tried to share.
    Too late to apologize, she realized with grief,
    That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief."


    WOW!  How powerful is that?
    As I've grown older and wiser, I find that the behavior we find most disgusting in others in in reality part of our character makeup.  Always something work on :)

    May God bless you ..you are like family to me! 

    Love and Blessings, Wendy C.

    "Mom of 13"  - Your Mommy Health and Happiness Practitioner!





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