I think it’s hard enough at times to figure out what I’m doing in my own life, let alone trying to figure out why someone else does what they do. Who am I to say what’s right for someone else. What others do may touch me in some way, but the only problem I should be thinking about is how I’m willing to let it affect me. I love people.I believe in everyone even those that most people give up on. However having said that I admit I’ve done my share of judging too. As much as some people get on my nerves I’m sure there’s a few things that I do to get on theirs. The deeper my faith takes me, the more burdened my heart is when I’m unkind in my words and actions toward others. I don’t like how it makes me feel about myself. Holding onto grudges, seeing the worst in others, and interfering, how is that in anyway productive or life giving? So as for me myself, I want to be the best I can be, and in the end I’m the only one I can do anything about anyway, and that’s a big enough job in itself.