WRONG. I'm wrong a lot. Every day, in fact, I figure something out that I have been wrong about. In my Christian journey, I've been really wrong about a lot of things. I've touched on a couple of them here, such as my belief in levels of Christianity. I believed for a lot of years that all religions were right and there was no "wrong" God, only different versions of one religion. I was wrong about that.
Here's the thing, though: I'm glad that I've been wrong. I am so glad that I have spent years utterly and totally convinced that something that is completely, totally, unquestionably wrong was true. It seems silly, but I've learned a lot from these times of wrong-ness. I've learned to open my heart and be willing to listen. I've learned how to say "I'm wrong." I've learned to accept that I don't have the answers, nor will I ever. I am content in having been wrong, and knowing that I'm probably wrong about some things now, because it pushes me. My wrong-ness pushes me to keep looking for answers, to keep talking to people, to keep delving through scripture, and to keep my eyes, ears, and heart open to messages from God. If I was always right and had all the answers, what purpose would Christ have in my life? Plus I'd be pretty darn arrogant, and I'm pretty arrogant as it is. So here's to being wrong.
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