A Penny for Your Thoughts? But It May Cost You More . . .

3601266_blog-123rfIf I have a friend who’s thinking is skewed, how much responsibility do I embrace in helping her see the incongruities of her thought process?  One conversation?  Two?  Twenty?  How far do I pursue my argument to help her recognize her blind spots?

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Footsteps

Braving the halls of our Children’s Ministry wing on any given Sunday is like fighting a hurricane armed with an umbrella. Everyone hurries to nab their children and race to the car before their favorite restaurant fills up with other church-going patrons.

Last Sunday, I drew the short straw on Operation Child Retrieval and set off at a brisk walk. Everything was smooth sailing until a family of visitors (judging by their carefree saunter) slowed my pace to nearly a standstill. Reminding myself that I might be a part of their first impression of this good establishment, I resisted the urge to push past them in the now swelling crowd.

Since my progress was delayed, I absentmindedly reflected on the family in question. They seemed like the common variety: a mom of average proportions, a long and lanky dad towering beside, and a young dark-haired boy trailing behind. As I watched, I soon noticed the boys gait seemed erratic, sometime stretching this way or that to take the next step. He did not appear to be disabled or engaged in careless play. In fact, his steps were marked by intense concentration.

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