not judge people

i’ve forgotten how hard it really is not judge by outer appearences, but a young man reminded me last night when i saw him in the grocery store. As i saw him come in ,i thought to myself how awful he looked and how i wished he wouldn’t come behind me into the line. wiht my luck he did, I did my best not to stare at the dirty fingernails and the messy hair (that i was calculating how long it had been before it was washed.) As i got my change back from the cashier, i stuffed my money into my pocket hurredly and without another thought i walked off, got into my car and started the engine. After a moment i began to back out, and out of the corner of my eye i saw the man running toward the car and i thought of the worst possible things, but instead he tapped at the window and handed me a twenty dollar bill that i had dropped inside. i was speechless. though he looked of poor standards that young man had a heart of gold and a conscience of an angel. i will try never to judge again.

I’m just jealous, I guess. I get angry and bitter when I see someone who is happy and free and fun. It’s sad. I want to change! How did I get like this? I used to be so happy and carefree….

really, it is pretty mean to judge & label people…so it sounds like a worthwhile goal..