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The importance of learning truth

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My mom as a young woman, before I was born, worked at a large bank in Manhattan. As a bank employee, she was trained to recognize counterfeit bills. Down in the basement of the bank, my mother counted bill after bill, touching, feeling the money. She learned color, texture, weight of the paper.

My mom, and her fellow bank tellers, learned what was false by knowing first what was real.

Readers, do you see how this applies to us?

Never can we learn the ins and outs of all the false teaching in the world today. There is simply too much of it. Just go to your local bookstore, plug into the Internet, turn on your TV. It’s there.

Christian, be like my mom in the Manhattan bank. Recognize the lie, not by knowing what’s wrong with the counterfeit, but by knowing the truth.

Read your Bible. Get to know the words. Learn to combat the false by knowing first what is true.

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Photo: Eric Hauser

Day 24

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This is my 24th consecutive day of blogging with National Blog Posting Month. For those of you unaware of the rules: post to your blog everyday of the month. Simple, yes. Easy, no. Tonight, I’m really glad there aren’t 31 days in November.

The problem isn’t in the finding the time to write here, it’s the time of day that I write that makes it difficult. Take today for example. It was busy with a run into town for foodstuff for Thanksgiving, and much to my surprise, the grocery was crowded. I’d hoped to avoid the crowd by not going yesterday. I guess everyone had the great idea I did.

Before I did grocery shopping, I popped into one of those big chain stores specializing in housewares  because I knew I would get good deals with it’s going-out-of-business sale. And I was right. I loves me some new bath towels.

Being as I am one of those home schooling moms that rarely goes anywhere without the kids in tow, all four were with me. Again, to the unknowing: that makes the shopping take at least twice as long. Not that the kids are naughty, it’s just that when you go out with a crowd, that’s what happens. Plus, I’m not a naturally fast shopper. I stood in front of the bathrobes and did this internal debate:

Doc wants a bathrobe. These look nice, but it’s a designer label. Does the man need a designer bathrobe? It’s 30 percent off, that’s not bad, but 50 percent would be better. I can’t find a price tag. Maybe I should wait. Target bathrobes might be cheaper. Uh-oh. What are the kids doing to that end cap?

I didn’t buy the bathrobe, in case you were wondering.

So that was my day. Debating the pros and cons of spending money in the isles of two stores, unloading groceries, laundry, dinner and AWANA. Now it’s 9:30 at night and Lucy just ran down the hall crying she bit her finger.

Huh?

My brain is done. No promises tomorrow will be any better.

Peace out.

(My apologies to Jack Bauer fans who for a moment thought I would be waxing poetic regarding their favorite TV spy. Brain too mushy to change the title now.)