Can you see the real me?
Who remembers that line out of The Who song? The topic at Starbucks this morning was
judgment made on appearance. I favor one
leg from time to time due to knee surgeries.
Does that mean I am crippled? No,
it just means my leg is a little sore that day.
I like riding Harleys, but that does not make me an outlaw biker. George has long white hair and a long white
beard. Does that make him Santa
Claus? No, but plenty of people ask him
that very question around Christmas. Truth
be known, he is an outstanding photographer, a Marine from the Vietnam war,
orphan, and a father. I would have never
known those things until I talked to him.
What you see is not
always, what you get. If you really want
to know someone, just say hi. That
little word can lead to all sorts of learning opportunities. Strive to leave the judgment to the good
Lord.
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