It doesn’t have the ring of say, Judge Judy, does it? But I can sometimes be just as withering in my judgments of others.
Why is that?
Is it because they offend my finely-tuned sense of justice?
Maybe, because we all have it from a very early age - Mom, he took my toy and I had it first! Oh yeah, me and judging go way back.
Or perhaps I like being Judge Denny because it makes me feel superior when I slam someone else’s character flaws.
Funny thing though! Have you ever noticed how very often we most strongly condemn the flaws of others that we struggle with ourselves?
Is this what the Teacher means?
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?
I suppose it looks pretty funny when God looks down at Judge Denny and he’s criticizing some other sinner.
Here’s the part that’s not at all humorous:
For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged…