Four Fingers Pointing Back at Me

Judgment is a nasty thing, isn’t it? I was once told that when I point my finger at someone, I have four fingers pointing back at me. This made no sense to me at first. However, when I really thought about it, I realized there is so much truth in that statement. A few days ago, someone passed serious judgment on me. Being as sensitive as I admit that I am, I was incredibly hurt by what was said. I felt that my character was being questioned, and truthfully, it broke my heart. Initially, I felt as though I was a victim, that I didn’t deserve to be judged. So why did it cut to my core so easily? judgement I had to look intently at the person who was judging me. When I really considered what was said, I realized that this person was pointing their finger at me, but there was something in this person’s past experience that caused him to say the hurtful things he said. Now, if I am being completely truthful here, I have to admit that this did not necessarily make me feel any better in the moment. After some time, I was able to accept that it was my actions that were initially wrong, but his reaction was a result of his own biased experience.

My children have been taught by me that before they pass judgment on someone else, they need to realize that they do not know from where that person is coming. I have told them that every person has a story. Everyone has gone through something that has changed them and made them the person they are today. We cannot look at another and pretend to know where they have been. Therefore, judgment will always be unfair. Who are we to pass judgment on anyone?

When we are tempted to judge another, we should first look in the mirror.

~ Patti Crowley

 

The World is No Substitute

Take Peace in the Lord-betty's photo
The world is no substitute
It comes from Spirit.

…………Wisdom……

– Betty S.

This haiku was written by a good friend of mine just this morning.  Sometimes I have to stop and marvel at the timing of things that I see, read, and experience. Just yesterday I was having a pretty deep philosophical discussion with a wonderful new friend. I was trying to express what I have been feeling during this week I am here in Arizona as I look out at the mountains, and watch the sunsets each day. Here is what I have discovered.

It isn’t so much the beauty of my surroundings, the fresh air I breathe in each day, or the clear blue skies themselves that bring me a peace I have never known.  Instead, this beauty causes me to feel deep within some sense of KNOWING. Now here is where it gets difficult to explain, but I will make the attempt. When I see something beautiful like the McDowell mountain range which I drove alongside yesterday, I was nearly brought to tears at the beauty. But it was the feeling inside when looking outward that made me pause. Maybe it is because I felt like a child again, seeing Mickey Mouse at Disney World. That feeling of wonder and excitement that we rarely experience as adults. Or maybe it was just a recognition of WHO I am deep down.

I know that for me, I have spent a lifetime wondering how people view me from the outside. I never saw myself for who I am.  As strange as it may sound, looking outward at all of this beauty somehow made me look at myself in a different light. There is a feeling that the real me is emerging. My heart is open, along with my senses which are so receptive now, for possibly the first time since I was a child.

So in the words of my dear friend, Betty, I see that “the world is no substitute”. God, as I know Him, is not found in the mountains, or in the sunsets, or in the clear blue skies. Instead, He is found in the “Spirit”… my Spirit within. Magnificent!

~ Patti Crowley