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Saturday, February 16, 2008

"Belief causes behavior." If what you are believing (and the resulting behavior) is wrong......would you want to know about it?

I believe that most of us do not want anyone telling us that we are wrong, ever! For example, how to raise your children, how you treat your wife, social drinking, how to spend your money, how you spend your discretionary time, and your use of money, and when you worry. How about how you treat people who are beneath you, how you react when caught speeding, when you are overcharged, when you are criticized, and when pride & selfishness are obvious. Stuff like that.

Methinks that there very few of us are secure enough in our daily walk with Christ, that we can actually humbly accept with thankfulness, anyone telling us we are wrong....about anything. And I believe it is primarily needed in the home, in my marriage/ That is where it is needed the mostest, where it needs to happen often.. . and, thankfully, in our home, it does!

We have made a kind of fun thing out of insisting that we say out loud: "I was wwwrronngg." Amazing how hard it is to get that word out of my mouth! :) Dr. Henry Brandt in his book HEART OF THE PROBLEM tells a story of how he was driving on the freeway one day, and his wife pointed out he was going the wrong way (to Detroit). Although he immediately realized that she was right, (and he was wrong), its irritated him. He kept on driving....and went by the next three exits where he could have turned around before he was willing to admit that he was wrong, and turn back. Interesting, huh?! And that is from one of the best! Ever been there?

Is there anybody out there who can beat a stubborn, proud, 'five exit denial'?

bh February 16, 2008
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Saturday, February 16, 2008 11:34:27 AM (US Mountain Standard Time, UTC-07:00)

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Wednesday, February 27, 2008 4:54:50 AM (US Mountain Standard Time, UTC-07:00)

Well, I recall a similar experience some years back. We live in the Seattle area, and at the time our home was located in Edmonds, just north of the city. My wife wanted to go shopping in Issaquah, a town located south and east of our home. I balked at the idea, wanting to stay put at home. But I gave in and began the drive down interstate 5. To get to Issaquah we needed to exit onto Interstate 90, which crossed Lake Washington, going over Mercer Island and then back to the mainland. Issaquah was about 20 minutes due east once you had crossed the lake.

Well, there is another bridge crossing the lake before Interstate 90. I took that exit by mistake. My wife questioned me, but I assured her I knew where I was going.

That bridge crosses the lake at a point where there is no island, going from mainland to mainland. WELL, we crossed the lake, and arrived on the other side, which I assumed was the Island. But the Island went on and on. My wife questioned me, but I assured her it had been some time since we last drove to Issaquah, and that there had been many changes.

We went on until we saw signs saying we were entering Redmond - a town I knew was north of Issaquah by a few miles. So I reluctantly admitted that it appeared we had crossed over on the wrong bridge, and would have to return. I don't remember whether she said, "I told you so," but her look said enough.

That would have been the end of it had I not again missed the Interstate 90 exit once I got back on I-5. But I did miss it, and drove on south of Seattle. I had to exit and get back on I-5 North bound. That time I made the exit to I-90 and headed east. By the time we arrived at the shopping center in Issaquah it was closed.

Driving home was a very quiet and tense experience.

Loren Hoy | lwhoy1AT NOSPAMgmail dot com

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