On my walk down the hill from campus this afternoon, two girls were walking a few yards ahead of me. Suddenly the one on the right hit a patch of ice and kerplunked down on her tush. A choice and rather earthy expletive split the air, followed by a very embarrassed and repentant, “I mean, ‘crap’!”
Now, I don’t really care that she said it, and I wasn’t offended in the least (though her embarrassment was mildly contagious). I’m not judging her. Really.
With that disclaimer past us, then, some words from Mere Christianity came to mind as I continued my walk home:
Surely what a man does when he is taken off his guard is the best evidence for what sort of a man he is? Surely what pops out before the man has time to put on a disguise is the truth? If there are rats in a cellar you are most likely to see them if you go in very suddenly. But the suddenness does not create the rats: it only prevents them from hiding.
Food for thought. Makes me wonder where I think I’m doing well because the door to my cellar hasn’t been opened suddenly for a while. There’s definitely room for improvement. :)

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