How I Learned to Stop Passing Judgment on Other People
“Nothing is easier than to denounce the evildoer, nothing is more difficult than to understand him.” Fyodor Dostoevsky
It started one night, quietly at first, then the noise came blaring in.
Lights and sirens were flashing and people were yelling in the distance. I was already in bed, trying to fall asleep.
I was curious what the commotion was about, but I was scared to look. I lay in bed waiting for the noise to stop. As I stared up at the ceiling I wondered what could be going on.
I don’t live in the best part of town, homeless people and drug addicts roam the streets and petty crime is the norm. I learned a while ago to keep my head down and mind my own business.
I start to get annoyed, why can’t these people just shut up already?
My disdain for these people grew, what is wrong with them? Once I started to think of all the possible answers I realized I don’t know anything about these people.
How am I so able to pass judgment on someone I don’t know, in a situation I don’t know anything about?
My stomach dropped, how many times do I do this on a daily basis? How many times do I get mad or judge others without knowing what I’m talking about?
A lot.
Instead of continuing to get mad about the chaos outside, I decided to take I different approach.
As I lay in my warm bed with the sheets pulled up, my eyes closed, I thought about how lucky I am to be safe in my house. I thought about all the abundance I have in my life.
I’m not rich in terms of money and things, but I am rich in the sense that I have a place to live and food to eat.
Instead of being mad, I was glad.
I drifted off to sleep thinking about everything I’m grateful for.
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