Walking a Mile in Somebody Else's Shoes

We're so quick to judge. (Aren't we?) Well, maybe you aren't, but more often than I care to admit, I know I am. (Full disclosure time.) I'm ready to convict, pass sentence on and pull the switch (on the electric chair) all in one fell swoop it seems at times ~ with that driver that's driving so slow (when I'm late for work) or neighbor that's playing music too loud (when I'm trying to take a nap) or grocery clerk that's making mistakes on the sale item (when the cost of food is high enough) or just about anybody else that doesn't live up to my expectations, way of doing things ("ideal"), etc. Oh, so you're a little like this, too, sometimes. Hmm? (Maybe just a little?)

Of course, if I knew the driver, neighbor, grocery clerk just had a loved one pass away and that's why he was driving so slow (on the way to the funeral home), playing music too loud (to try and drown out the sorrow), making mistakes on the sale price (because of a lack of sleep due to grief), maybe I wouldn't be so quick to judge.

I might choose compassion instead?!

It's really something what walking a mile in somebody else's shoes can do.

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