Walk a Mile in Their Shoes

I have been guilty of judging others, bringing my own perceptions and standards to certain situations. I have been blessed with a cheery disposition (for the most part) and often I do not let "things" bother me to the degree it does others. I know some people must have dispositions that swing the other way and that is terribly sad to me. However, I do not consider disposition sometimes when people complain to me about their crappy life. I like to make the most of what I have. Why can't others do the same? Well honestly some do not have the physical ability to do that. When I put myself in their shoes I have to remember to put myself in their mind too. I want to be supportive, even if the mess they are in is a product of their own making. Really, how many messes are not our own fault? Not many. And sometimes if we are going through something that is completely out of our control we do something to make it worse. We have all been there. I know I have. I need to not hold the world to my standards. I am not God. I am not the ethics police. People's priorities vary. Some don't consider family too important. Some don't consider work to be important. Some feel money is the most important. Until I walk a mile in their shoes, I need to not scorn such people.