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J Bryant Writes | a work in progress

I Didn’t Judge Casey Anthony. I Judged You.

People Of The Second Chance is launching a new campaign. The Never Beyond poster series will feature people who are believed to have harmed society. People like Casey Anthony.

I already wrote about her in a previous post. I wrote of grace and forgiveness for a woman who was found not guilty of murdering her child.

What I failed to mention was my judgment of everyone else.

After the verdict, I posted on Facebook that people should stop judging her. I received several comments that caught me off guard. People said she deserved to be stoned or shot. People suggested she try to kill herself but fail so that she has to live with pain.

When I read these comments, I was disgusted. How could people be so hard hearted? So I checked my Twitter feed. Most of my friends on there are Christians, so they would have a different response, right? No, there was just as much hate and just as many vile threats.

I sat back in my chair amazed. How dare they react this way? These people are so wicked and cruel and…

Oh. I was judging them now.

Judging friends, neighbors, and strangers who are voicing their opinion on such a controversial verdict. Judging their hearts, which I decided clearly couldn’t be focused on the love and grace of Jesus (like mine was, right?).

Who did I think I was?

I spoke of forgiveness and second chances for a mother accused of murder, but I wouldn’t forgive these people for their words.

The truth is,  not matter what we say or what we do, we are never beyond a second chance. Never.

It’s time to let go of all the hate and judgment.

It’s time to give a second chance. Because we all need one, even if we don’t deserve it.

Want to learn more about People of the Second Chance? Check out their website and become a part of this movement.

Hey! It’s OK…

  • To spend $5 on a cupcake. Every once in awhile.
  • To prefer your orange juice with a little champagne. It’s the only way to go!
  • To sing karaoke with friends. No matter how tone deaf you are.
  • To sleep in the middle of the bed. Do it while you can.
  • To watch the same movie over and over. But only if it is a really awesome one.

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The Nanny.

In case you don’t follow me on Twitter or Facebook, here’s a little update on my life: I accepted a position as a nanny for a precious five-month-old baby girl. It is only a part-time position, so I am looking for supplemental income too. Waiting tables, babysitting, etc…

I know some people don’t understand. Why in the world would someone with an accounting degree want to be a nanny and wait tables?

I’m not sure I can give a clear explanation. There are so many factors that went into my decision.

The first: I simply don’t like accounting. If I really had to, I could go back to it. But I’d rather not. I don’t like sitting in a cubicle crunching numbers. I don’t like working fifty, sixty, seventy hour work weeks, even if it is only during busy season. (Let’s be honest. Busy season is pretty much half the year. January to April, then August to October.)

The second reason: I love writing. And having these two part-time jobs will be much more conducive to launching a writing career. Not only will I have more time, but I will have more exposure to life. I can write childcare articles as a result of my nanny experience, or articles for trade magazines about food or restaurants.

The third reason, and I know it sounds a little crazy: I believe this is exactly where God wants me. I don’t know why. But I know it is. When I signed my lease, I began to panic about money. I applied for an accounting job and was turned down in less than twenty minutes. Later that afternoon, the family I am now nannying for contacted me. And as I push down the road of freelance writing, doors seem to be opening. (Maybe just opening a crack, but still!)

I know some people won’t understand, no matter how I try to explain. And you know what? That’s ok. You don’t have to understand.

This is my one and only life. I’ve got to live it my way!