Most kids will eat practically anything if you put enough ketchup on it (or is it catsup?) with the possible exception of liver or some vegetables. But just when you think you have that figured out as a rule for kids, you find the exceptions. You watch as a grandson at eight years of age orders steamed broccoli in a restaurant and eats every bite! One grandchild would like on rice, cheese, and tortillas only with no meat, thank you. Her younger sister is a true carnivore, willing to down big portions of meat, especially if it is hot off the grill. Just when you think you have kids figured out, you learn again that they are all so very different. What is true of children is also true of adults. When we make judgments about all of a specific group, we are always mistaken about any individual in the group. Whether we are talking about men or women, black or white, young or old, no one perspective fits all. We have a natural tendency to want to group people and things into easy categories, but it never really works. We would be so much better off to drop the stereotypes and just meet each new person as the unique individual that they are. I suspect that is how God looks at each one.