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Friday, December 15, 2006
to judge or not?

A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam.

He called his parents from San Francisco.
"Mom and Dad, I'm coming home, but I've got a favor to ask. I have a friend I'd like to bring with me."

"Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him."

"There's something you should know," the son continued, "he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mined and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us."

"I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live."

"No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us."

"Son," said the father, "you don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live on his own."

At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him.

A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told. The police believed it was suicide. The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know, their son had only one arm and one leg.

many of us are like these parents.we only want to love those who are lovable and who wouldnt bring inconvenience to us. thank god that there is that someone who loves you and who would never treat you this way no matter how horrible your life is.he is our friend,jesus.

jesus hung out with really "uncool" people when he came down to die for our sins.he hung out with tax collectors and prostitutes.people whom others stayed away from and never wanted to have anything to do with.yet our saviour chose to hang out with them.

the next time you find yourself sneering in disgust at a beggar or gossiping about the handicapped girl in your class,think about how jesus chose to love you despite your sins and if you should do the same to others.don't do it because it's a christian thing to do.but do it because you love.ask god to give you the strength to accept others for who they are and to be understanding of those who are a little different from us.

love,
clar

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