Your Honour,

So a couple days ago, I was walking down the street.
The sun was out, boasting proudly. Made it REAL hot.

And I was reflecting on myself. And how far God's brought me.
and while I was walking, I saw a person who wasn't "normal".
This person had a slightly disfigured face. (I know I'm judging, just bear with me please x.x)
My mind screamed to judge him, by my heart fought back.
I made a quick prayer to keep myself steady.

And then I realized something.

A lot of the times, we're unhappy with who we are, how we look, what we have.
But just take a walk down the street, and you'll realize how blessed we really are.

I KNOW that most of us are not satisfied with how we look. But we can easily go and gossip about how other people look.

I KNOW that most of us are not satisfied with what we own. But we keep walking when we see a beggar on the streets of downtown.

I KNOW that most of us aren't satisfied with out social status. But we ignore the classmate who has nobody to talk to in class.

We aren't satisfied with anything we've been blessed with, but we fail to notice how the people around us could have even less than us.


So why are we judging others? Why are we not satisfied?