a little story about me

so there i sat. in the front pew, where i sat every sunday morning. and sunday night. and wednseday night.

see..i was the pastor's daughter.
and behind me sat rows and rows of people.
with eyes.
ya know, as opposed to all the people without eyes? ha.
but when i say "eyes", i think you know what i mean.

you know the type.
people who look at the pastor's family with critical, judgmental eyes.
they normally choose 1 of 2 options.

1. those pastor's kids are such a bunch of hypocrites. they act all godly on sunday morning, and act like total and complete worldly sinners every other day of the week.

or...

2. those pastor's kids are such a bunch of judgmental, self-righteous snobs. They act so godly all the time, and think they are better than everyone else.

normally those are the only 2 impressions.
there seems to be no in between in the eyes of the beholders.

i find it to be so incredibly ironic that so many people choose to

JUDGE others...
for being.

get this...

JUDGMENTAL!

wait, what?
that doesn't even make any sense!
but i feel like it happens over and over.
and a lot of the time?

the person who is being accused of being judgmental?
is not actually even being judgmental!
they are just choosing to live their lives the way they live their lives!

sure, it might look different than the way another person is living their lives.
but that doesn't mean that they are judging the other person!

i just felt the need to get these thoughts out there because i want for you to think.

the next time you see someone who looks like they have their life together.
or the next time you look at your pastor's family.

just stop for a second.
give them a chance.

before you start judging them for judging you.

maybe give them the benefit of the doubt that they're not judging you at all.