Sizing people up is like having a second job. Every time I meet somebody, I have work to do. I am the judge, and I have to decide what I think of her: is she good enough or smart enough or productive enough or appealing enough? All that takes time and energy. It doesn’t let me relax and enjoy her just as she is. It separates me from her. Maybe that’s why quitting is such a relief.
“[T]he dreadful habit that human beings have of sizing one another up. . . . It’s one of the most dreadful things in human life. . . .” Dallas Willard
“Be compassionate, just as your Father is compassionate. Do not judge others.” Luke 6:36-37