When we went to pick up our numbers for the marathon this past weekend, I noticed this court house in downtown Portland. I was thinking that there would be some comfort to the idea that judgment was being meted out with the wisdom of Solomon, whether you were prosecuting or defending. Rarely are situations as clear-cut as we would like them to be when a judgment is called for. None of us is truly up to it, no matter how wise or fair or gracious we would fondly imagine ourselves to be.And thus I think it behooves us to be very cautious about our own judgments of others who must, because of their positions or responsibilities, make judgments.
What a wonderful appropriate coincidence. I assume the man whose name appears on the building was himself a former judge?
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