Don't Judge a Life
A 24 year old boy gazing out from the trainâs window shoutedâŠ
âDad, look the trees are going behind!â
Dad smiled and a young couple sitting nearby, looked at the 24 year oldâs childish behavior with a mix of confusion and pity, suddenly he again exclaimedâŠ
âDad, look the clouds are running with us!â
The couple couldnât resist and said to the old manâŠ
âWhy donât you take your son to a good doctor?â The old man smiled and saidâŠâI did and we are just coming from the hospital, my son was blind from birth, he just got his eyes today.â
As I reflect on this moment, I am reminded of the times I've misjudged someone based on a fleeting glance, only to discover stories of struggle and triumph that changed my perspective - like the time I met a wise, aged pastor who had spent years serving in a small, rural town, and whose weathered face and gentle demeanor spoke of a life dedicated to serving others. I recall a similar experience with a quiet, unassuming woman who sat beside me at a community dinner, who turned out to be a talented artist, her eyes lighting up as she shared stories of her latest project. And I think of my own grandmother, who would often spend hours talking to our neighbors, listening to their stories and sharing her own, teaching me that everyone has a unique experience and perspective to offer, and that sometimes all it takes is a willing ear to unlock a deeper understanding of the world around us.
