We were in Dallas recently for my husband’s sixth (and hopefully, last) surgery. For two days I was his private duty nurse in the hospital as the medical staff took care of the scientific stuff. This gave my husband and I an opportunity to get to know the nursing staff on a more personal basis, and at the same time we received a marvelous lesson on respect, not judgment.
One young woman among the medical staff stood out. Edie is a divorced mother of three teenagers. She has been a victim of domestic violence, but is now a staunch supporter of abuse recovery. Her dad came to the U.S. when she was very young, then she arrived at the age of 12 with her mother and siblings. She spoke only Spanish, but managed to learn English as she succeeded in school. Edie has persevered against great hardship to make a life for her kids and herself, working two jobs, putting herself through school, obtaining a bachelor’s degree (she’s the only one in her family to go to college), with dreams of getting her master’s in speech pathology to open a speech center. What’s driving her so hard? One of her sons is autistic and she is proud as can be to call him her hero.
We asked if she ever considered leaving the U.S. and going back to her home country. She said, “That never entered my mind. America is my home and gives so many opportunities to anyone who has the desire to achieve greatness.” Her exuberance is infectious.
I respect Edie a lot, and the time we spent with her taught hubby and me some much-deserved lessons. How many times have I been critical of someone and pass judgment without getting to know them at all? We could all use more respect for others and stop the judgment. You never know what someone’s story is until you get to know them. What do you think?
Romans 2:1 “Therefore you have no excuse, everyone of you who passes judgment, for in that which you judge another, you condemn yourself; for you who judge practice the same things.”