Why do we feel better about ourselves when we find something to deem wrong with others? We are a culture of pinpointing. Focusing our thoughts, comments, even daily gossip on the flaws and failures of others. The worse the news is, the more we want to know. The more severe the suffering, the greater the gab that follows. The number of people who jointly discuss tragedy increases by the level of trauma.  I challenge you reader to tell me when we’ve celebrated joy and goodness to the same degree as we have relished in the details of another’s despair.

We say “congratulations, I’m so happy for you”, and then we move on hoping that our time of joy will also come or, expressing why those who may have received blessing don’t deserve it or maybe just that they don’t deserve it as much as we believe we deserve it.  On the other hand…. when someone suffers from negative circumstance, we proudly proclaim why it wouldn’t, couldn’t  or won’t ever happen to us; because we’ believe we’re smarter or make “better” choices. We believe “those” things don’t happen to people like “us”.

Life is!

We don’t have any say in when or how or where or to whom we are born. We have no say in the way the world turns. We have little if any say as to the people we will encounter, befriend, love or despise. It is not until the moment of impact that we even realize what midst we may be in. To presume one is “less than” another because they have learned less, earned less, own less, travel less, have experienced less or simply speak less, has become natural. Presumption is what we call it – judgement is what it is.

What if… the natural presumption was that regardless of what we have or what we have experienced we judge people as equal because they are people. Conceived and born into circumstances without consultation. Raised and taught according to those who came before and the community in which example is found, as opposed to some kind of prescribed national standard. 

Is there value to; the homeless, the hungry, the illiterate, the abused, the unattractive, the addicted, the angry, the overweight, the underprivileged, the uneducated, the orphaned, the criminal? If so – how is said value determined? If not – why not? You are not me and I am not you and we are not them and they are not us. Yet – they are as important as I am. I am as worthy as you are. They are as valuable as we are and we are as critical to the function of this society as they are. Why isn’t the blood within the heart within the rib cage within the body be enough to make us respect each other?                                                                                         

Where does compassion find its place in the courtroom of life?

Who is the judge and what qualifies them to be?


One Comment to “We”

  1. You read my mind and my heart! AMEN Summer Brow, Amen!!!

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