Critical- Again???

I found myself being critical today. Once I see myself being critical I begin to wonder how many times a day I am critical without recognizing it. It doesn't really matter who I was critical toward or the reason, they were in blissful ignorance of my criticism. What matters is God knew. He knew my thoughts as they were being conceived. He knew I would think them. Perfect me critical of imperfect whoever. Yuk!!!! I remember in the "olden days" preachers would say to be careful pointing a finger at someone else because you have three pointing right back at yourself. So true!

Please Lord, help me to remember that you were the only perfect man who walked this earth. We are all works in progress. Help me not to judge others but to pray for them as I hope someone is praying for me. The next time I am so inclined to compare myself to someone else, may I compare myself to you first. I think the process would be stopped dead in its tracks. Thank you, Lord.

MUSIC...

"Music hath charms to soothe a savage beast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak."
- William Congreve

So true. Put music in any situation and you will change the perspective of that situation. I have turned the radio on our alarm clock to classical music instead of the blaring foghorn where it was set. It is so much nicer to wake up to Brahms and Bach. Rick likes to go to sleep with the soothing sounds of John Talbot emanating from ITunes. There's one thing I have discovered- I cannot sleep very well to music. Why?? I am either trying to sing with it, in my mind, or compose to it. Well, I guess I'll go crank up the volume and get ready for work :)