Quick to Judge

People are quick to judge, both before and after the accident when I mentioned I was Christian, and now as someone newly disabled. There is something disconcerting about someone coming up and shouting at me, just because my legs don’t work doesn’t mean I’m deaf, and if I need help, I will ask.

Before the accident, I was also judged, by the very people who called me a hypocrite and told me not to judge them. After uttering only four words, “I am a Christian,” they would be quick to tell me I was a hypocrite and blame me for everything wrong with every Christian in the world, as if the weight of the entire Christian Churches throughout the world were on my shoulders. Now the judgement is different, or maybe its not.

I heard someone yelling just the other day. “If your God were real, he’d heal you.” Even the Sunday School kids I work with know better than that, God is not a genie whose lamp you rub and your wish comes true. We can trust him to do what’s right for us at the right time.

I’m not saying that this isn’t hard, because it is. I have questioned, I have grieved, but that doesn’t mean that I have given up, whatever God has planned for me, I will do my best to fulfill that plan, and I will eembrace the life I have now. I’m not saying I will never get upset, because I’m only human, I know I will, but I will remember God is there for me.

Copyright Michelle R Kidwell

June.02.2024