My mom is one of the most non-judgmental people I know. It does not matter your race, religion, age, sex, etc., my mom will treat you with the same respect that all human beings deserve. The part I love the best about her is that it doesn't even occur to her that she should do anything else.
For many years my mom worked at the Bank of America tower in downtown Seattle and rode the bus to and from the Renton park and ride. One day a young man got on the bus at one of the stops after my mom had already gotten on - he had bandages on his neck with blood coming out of them. My mom was engrossed in her book and didn't notice him at first, but when she looked up she immediately went to him and asked if he was OK. She noticed that everyone else was trying to avoid him, but I can just picture my mom, completely oblivious to everyone else, shrieking, "Oh my goodness, are you OK?!?!?!" The man told her he had been stabbed and had just come from the hospital. It was gang related, and I'm sure this made everyone on the bus shy away even more. But my mom just sat next to him and talked to him the whole way, then told me that evening of the "sweet young man" she met on the bus. I love this so much about my mom. This is the way Christ loves and has asked us to love - and it just comes naturally to her.
Thank you for this example, mom!
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