Now, the judge, he was actually a very nice guy. He had a handful of drug addicts stand in front of him and they had to tell a long tale about why they did what they did, and he asked them many questions. And he always started with, How can I help you beat your addiction? And I thought to myself, this guy has the opportunity to be smug and condescending. He could easily dismiss these guys (one white male, one black male, one Hispanic male and one Greek female), heck he could condemn them and send them to prison just for fun. And instead he starts with How can I help you beat your addiction?
So then this started me thinking about Jesus. Because if I am correct, this is pretty much how this Guy rolled. Let me help you, what can I do for you and how can I be your servant? And guess what? Jesus ended up having a lot of problems. A lot of, if you will, "drama" in his life. But he also chose to spend time with the tax collectors, the addicts, the prostitutes and those who also had a lot of "problems". And no one ever said, Hey Jesus, I am like, kind of tired of all your effin problems... so if you could just like BE HAPPY and everything, that would just be great. Because then I could just get on with my life, and not have to worry about you. Thanks so much, JC.
So usually Mama isn't in a room with a bunch of wife beaters or drug addicts, but today I was. And I didn't think I was any better than they were at all for one second. They were simply the guy next to me on the bus. Or the man who helped me out of a taxi. Etc. The woman I ask to hand me a roll of toilet paper under the door. All people. All the same with mistakes. And I think the Judge got that, too.
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