Judging (or misjudging) people by their outward appearance is cross-cultural!

Today, I can morph from Mommy to Nanay quite easily, depending on my get-up. And although this labeling is a sad state of affairs, it is a hard fact of life.

I thank our gracious God for not judging me by how I look on the outside. He calls all those who believe in and follow him—youngster or oldie, a clothes horse or fashion victim, wrinkled or unlined—the same endearing tag, “My child.”

– grace chong

read more… in Leaves of Grace

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