It is a funny thing... expectation, don't you think so? We unknowingly hold our expectations, placing them upon those around us; expecting people to act, do, behave, in a certain way. Even more strange is how we are disappointed, angered, and enraged that people don't live up to our unspoken standards and ideals. It is crippling in a way.
I also find it odd that many of these things are driven by "moral" concepts, "good" things... but you guys... judgement is the antithesis of grace and love, the cornerstones of a "higher mind".
Here's the thing. I am guilty as charged, I am super judgey, it is one of my (many) great faults, however, I am realizing more and more that this is not how I want to live. My parents would like to say this is because of the way in which I was raised, but to be honest, I think it is because of the way in which I was raised that I learned to judge in the first place. I was surrounded by a culture of people who felt it was ok to look down on those around them because they didn't know "the truth" they were "the others". The thing that started to wear me down, crack my "foundation"as it were, was that in one breath they would speak hatred on an entire people group, and then in the next say "go and love the least of these" with an unspoken "but not really" tagged on the end.
How do you deal with those who are closest to us, those who feel they are able to impose, judge, hate, hurt, and expect everything from you? There is a sense of obligation to love, respect, and honor them for some strange reason. This is abuse of one of the most powerful forces in the universe- love.
Here is where I'm at- love is power, love can change the world, and if we allow it, slowly but surely, the way we view the world will change. Our expectations will become more flexible, more accepting, and more welcoming... maybe I'm lying to myself... but a girl can dream.