judgement...

So, I bet you don't know the meaning of my name... Danielle: God is my Judge. I like my name, and honestly I think it fits me. I think I've always been able to not let how others view me get to me. I mean, I have times when I care about what people think about me; I want them to like me, but I don't really let it get to me if they don't, you know?

On the other hand, I am not the best at keeping myself from judging others. I believe there's a really thin line between thinking something that's obviously true about someone -even if it's bad- and actually judging them. Right now, I'm having a really hard time keeping a positive attitude with the people around me who just seem to be flailing around in their life. Like, I feel like they don't give 100%. I'm not saying I give 100% either, but ahh I don't know. It's wrong of me to be worrying about them and their efforts with God and serving. And I need to stop it!

Hypocrite! First get rid of the log in your own eye; then you will see well enough to deal with the speck in your friend’s eye.

Matthew 5:7

I for sure need to plaster that verse to my forehead for a little while. Then maybe I'll get the right idea forced into my brain. I know that I should still pray for those people I have concerns for. And while I'm trying to find exactly what God's Will is with how I hurt/am bitter for my fellow believers, I need to pray for me! For me to find that line, and that God will define it for me.

Another thing that's convicted my heart recently in this little self-evaluation was Jon Foreman. A Mirror is Harder to Hold:

Please don't go, please don't leave me alone
A mirror's so much harder to hold

I could try and point the finger
But the glass points in my direction
Sure you've got your sharp edges
But my wounds are from my own reflection

You've got nothing I could ever hold against you
I got fatal flaws to call my own