Judgement

It's amazing how quickly I can make assumptions about who a person is. For those who you who don't know, I work in a sweat-shop like place with a small Vietnamese community. They have names like Chow, Cuck, Boi, Kim, Ta, and strangely enough Ricky. These people barely speak English, but are hard workers, and all about five feet tall. Most of them are women, but there are a couple men that work here. One of these men is an older man whose name is Tree. Tree is short, thin, wears glasses, and and is in the process of turning gray. In reality this is all I know about him, but for some reason, my mind is sure that Tree is a very wise man, possessing depths of wisdom that are far beyond most. If I were to guess I would say he probably spends his time away from work teaching young kids that are bullied karate by having them wax his cars and I'm also sure he has a collection of bonzai trees. He surely owns no silverware and eats noodles and rice everyday with his chopsticks, all very respectable things to me. I'm sure this is what his life looks like. I started thinking about this one day, and how much of my respect for Tree is based on my stereotype of what an old oriental man is. Its pretty funny, because if you really think about it, all I know about him is that he works in a small manufacturing company that pays him probably close to minimum wage, and everyday at lunch he goes outside and stands under a tree to smoke a cigarette, something that blew me away because old wise oriental men take perfect care of their bodies. Marietta is here talking to me as I type this and is asking if I'm being funny, clever, or spiritual. I'm trying to be all three. To make this spiritual, obviously we have a problem with judgement both in good and bad ways. I've been hit deeply of how the Lord's judgement on things is always right. Ours are usually wrong. If our lives are His, than you can almost always trust where He has you, the events in your life, and His goodness in every situation. We're often discouraged thinking that God holds back, that God takes away, that things aren't how they should be, but its refreshing to remember that His judgement from His perfect eyes that see the big picture are always right. He knows what's best for us, and thank Him that we don't have to trust our flawed views of life, people, and even Him. He is always right, Amen.

P.S.- As I was pondering this something funny happened. I was helping a 4'10" asian lady carry a pretty large board. In the proccess she dropped it and it hit her arm pretty hard. I was very worried that she was hurt due to her small size and my assumption that tiny women are weak and can't take pain. She shrugged it off without stopping and kept going. I kept asking if she was ok and she just kept smiling and saying "Yes, ok." Shortly after I was asking someone about this and come to find out, this small Asian woman actually used to be a guerilla, as in guerilla warfare, used to live in the jungle, and actually has pictures of her running through the jungle carrying an AK-47....wrong again...