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HERE COME DA JUDGE! So I am humbled again by the magical Powers of the Universe teaching me through yet another synchronicity (meaningful coincidence) that knocked me over. A couple of weeks ago I was with my sister Marie at the home of her friend Becky in San Diego, where we were attending performances of my play, “Facing East.”
I had taken with me a book my former daughter-in-law Terri told me I had to read, The Shack, a spiritual novel that all the kids in my grand-daughter Sydney’s class had been assigned to read. I sat in Becky’s front room reading before it was time to go to the theatre. Remembering that I needed to make a phone call, I set the book down and left the room.
When I passed through the room again, on my way to do something else, I saw that Becky was holding the book I’d been reading and she and my sister were talking about it. In a short while I came back in and the two of them were gone. Sitting down on the couch, I picked up the book to continue reading The Shack.
But wait, this wasn’t where I had left off. Why had Becky moved my bookmark? That was a bit inconsiderate. And also, why had she put this blue bookmark in my book? I had just been using my little empty cellophane Southwest peanuts container for a bookmark. Feeling slightly annoyed, I found the place where I had left off reading and continued with the story. Chapter heading: “Here Come Da Judge.” Well, that’s kind of a silly title, I thought, not consistent with the tone of the book – and of course, being a writer, I know these things. I read for twenty minutes until my sister was ready to go, then put the bookmark at my new place and put the book into my bag–directly on top of another book. What book? I brought out both books. Two copies of The Shack!
Okay, hold everything. I had put into my bag my copy of the book, with my Southwest peanuts bookmark in the right place. Becky had been discussing with my sister her copy of the book and put it down on the table, where I had picked it up. She had not lost my place in my book – but I had lost her place in her book! Hilarious and humiliating! And the section I had read in Becky’s book was the chapter, “Here Come Da Judge,” in which Mack, the man in the story, is placed by God in the judgment seat and instructed that he must judge. “You have already proven yourself very capable [of judging]...you have judged many throughout your life. You have judged their actions and even the motivations of others...You have judged the color of skin and body language and body odor. You have judged history and relationships...By all accounts, you are quite well practiced in the activity.”
Oh, yes, I am quite practiced in the activity too. I had read the chapter whose message is that we are not to judge – all the while passing judgment on the title of the chapter and on the owner of the book for doing something of which she was innocent and I was guilty!
This is not the first time the Powers of the Universe, by way of synchronicity, had brought me up short on the subject of judging. One of my favorite stories in Embracing Coincidence (formerly Consider the Butterfly, see http://clpearson.com/personal_gifts.htm) is about being released from jury duty. Isn’t that Jesus’ message? “Hi. This is the Lord. You’ve been released from jury duty. Judge not.”
For the last couple of weeks, whenever I find myself making a judgment about anyone else’s business, I insist on saying loudly inside my head, “Here Come Da Judge”! I hate that phrase–it annoys the heck out of me. That’s why it’s precisely what I need.
Evaluate, but do not judge. That’s my goal. Evaluate what to buy at the grocery store, what ideas to accept, who to vote for, how best to spend my time and energy. And then look around at the choices of other people and do not judge them. Well, except when they’re judging, and then—of course—I get to judge them for judging. Shoot!—there I go again. This is all very exhausting!
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“Whoever undertakes to set himself up as a judge of Truth and Knowledge is shipwrecked by the laugher of the gods.” –Albert Einstein
Peace and springtime and love to all.
Your friend,
Carol Lynn |
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