Walk a mile in my shoes...

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We always hear people say, ‘Before you judge me, walk a mile in my shoes’, ‘Before you say you know what I am going through, walk a mile in my shoes’ or ‘Until you have walked a mile in my shoes, do not tell me you know what I am going through’.  This is true. We never really know what anyone is going through. We can have empathy for the next person, we may even experience something similar to them, but we never really know what the person is going through. We can never really tell how they are feeling. We never really know everything.

As people, we are so quick to judge one another. We are so quick to point fingers and throw stones when others have done something wrong. But we always forgot that we are not without sin. There is no mortal who is without sin.

Today, all I want to say is this: Unless you have walked a mile in anyone’s shoes, there really is no need to point fingers. And we are all guilty of this. We have all discussed someone else at some point in our lives. But where did it bring us? Did it fulfil us? Did it give us joy? Were we happier after we did it? I am sure the answer to all the above is no. So I ask myself, what do we gain from putting others down? Do we hope to elevate ourselves? And even if we do manage to elevate ourselves, are we happy? There is no need to put others down in order to feel better about ourselves. There is no need to rejoice in the misery of others in order to feel better about our lives. We need to change this. All of us. We need to put ourselves in the shoes of others and ask ourselves the question, ‘what if it was me?’

So before we stomp on others, try to walk a mile in their shoes first.



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