Coffee Shops

I'm sitting in Frothy Monkey, your typical Nashville coffee shop. You have your eccentric crowd, the Vandy crowd, the professional crowd, your "I do nothing with my life" crowd, and a few other randoms. It's interesting if you sit in here long enough the amount of different people you'll actually see.

And here's me...sitting here pretending I work out of an office, all dressed up. Really though I could potentially be in sweats and it wouldn't make a difference. But I have an image I'm trying to uphold, or so I think...how dumb is that? I bet you a million bucks these musicians probably don't want to be in black skinny jeans right now considering the weather, but they probably do it to maintain their image and their look. Our society is so image driven and we're so conscious of everyone around us and their perception of us.

I know I'm guilty of it along with a million other people, but I am just sitting here and watching all the people around me. Funny thing is, all of these people are doing the exact same thing. We're all judging and inquiring in our minds where in fact these people came from, their backgrounds, how they got where they are now. It's comforting to know that the Lord looks at our hearts and not our outside image! I'm so quick to judge someone's appearance, and my mind has been trained to do so, hence why I wrote this post.

May this post remind me that I need to focus on what really matters, a person's heart, instead of writing a whole post about the different crowds I see in a coffee shop.