I hate when people label others, like when some are given labels such as “homeless” because they appear shabby for example. Unless you know 100%, which would be hard to prove unless you slept alongside them, it’s best not to judge where they come from. I once allowed a stranger, very shabby, to join me at a crowded luncheonette because he had no where to sit and no one offered him a seat near them. “Homeless” did cross my mind because of the looks of him and he offered up pleasant but sparse conversation. I didn’t pry, because that’s my way as long as I can remember. I’m just not nosy by nature. Didn’t matter anyway. He was who he was.
Muslim, Christian, black, white, yellow with purple polka dots! Ways to describe and judge accordingly that really don’t mean a thing. It’s the content of a person’s heart that matters, not the package or the label.
That being said, I DO discern a man by his actions and I am quite harsh. One of my prayers is for God to help me to be more forgiving of not just others, but myself as well. I do have a problem with anyone of any color or creed that is not fair to others or harms them in some way.