Hello my dear fellow readers,
Sitting in a large room with brick walls and church pews it dawned on me what it was all about. If we observe and absorb all the energy that is being released by different people we would understand people better. We have the preppy rich girl that is sitting in the front row with her lawyer, knowing that she has people taking care of her mistakes and literally looking at others, different of her status as " subjects " . Not only starring, but looking down on them with disgust. As both her and her lawyer approach the officer, they give him a nice smile which he returns. I think the words he uttered next made his day, because he had let her know that she will be fine and that if she was going to be good, she could forget that anything ever happened.
You might think, why I would say that. The body language and the face of people tells a story that doesn't have to be uttered. In the far back, we have two teenage girls, giggling along while her lawyer walks up to the officer and letting him know that he will be representing the girl in the black dress in the far back. The Lawyer waves her to the front, as she aproaches him with a big smile.
People of different status , age,race and background piled in a room waiting to be waited on. After sitting there for over twenty five minutes, 2 young african american girls walk into the room like they owned the stage. Both of them in nine inch heel's, tight jeans and ready to hit the club. Waiting for the reaction of different individuals in the room, the preppy girl was the very first to look them down and with no words stamping them off.
So easily do we take the seat of " The Judge " of people and let them know what exactly they are doing wrong and how we think they should change it. A battle between who is the superior and who the subject. I'm not talking about open racism but blunt disregard of another.
To say that I don't find myself in that judge seat, would be wrong. For the one with no sin through the first stone. The mistakes and failiures of our character bleed through the pretty mask we have created and noone can hide. What we behold with behold us and change us into it's image, therefore fight the good fight of faith and walk the narrow way, for it leads to life eternal. For the rightoueouss man falls seven times and gets up after every one.
I want to dedicate this blogg to the loving ones
thanks for taking a few minutes and will write again soon.
