My dream of last night helps me to write the blog today. In my dream my bother’s wife die, and all he wants to do was just be in his motorcycle all the time. I can remember all my sisters and parents sitting in his leaving room trying to persuade his desire of been on the motorcycle all the time. We didn’t want to let him go out in his motorcycle. He explains us that be in his motorcycle was what he wants, and makes him happy, specially now. I don’t know the reasons of why we didn’t want to let him runs his motorcycle all the time. But as I try to understand the conversation a really loud sounds starts, and I couldn’t hear anybody anymore… Ahh! It was my alarm time to wake up!
How many times we try to make others do what we want or what we think is correct or right for other person? How many times we judge other people for their actions without thinking why that person is doing that? Why we have to look the plank of our neighbor? What about our plank? Do you remember when was the last time that you judge someone without knowing the reason behind?
In this word and out of this word there is only one perfect person, God. My 7 years old son knows that! As we were driving back home the other day we were talking about been perfect. I told him “papi, nobody is perfect” and he replay, “yes, there is one person that is perfect” I said,” who?” he said,” God” With this, yes only God is perfect, this mean we can’t expect other not even us to be perfect.
Matthew 7:1-5
1 “Do not judge, or you too will be judged. 2 For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.
3 “Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? 4 How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? 5 You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye.
Big Hug,
MRM
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