661) Admitting I am wrong is sometimes a struggle. It’s not because I don’t want to “own” the poor judgment, word or action; it’s because I’m afraid that if I bring to others’ attention my error, then they would have nothing to do with me. This is because deep down, I can sometimes think there is not much worth cherishing within me. There are many reasons this is wrong thinking, but one of them I see in Genesis 44:18-33 and in my life as well. Joseph, the now 2nd in command in Egypt, tests his brothers to see if they could admit their bad choices of how they treated him in the past. Reading the words found in Genesis, we see that Judah, representing the rest of his family, is truly sorry for his past actions and realizes now the affect they could have on his father. The brothers learned from and admitted their bad choices.
One of the most beautiful things someone did for me is when, in tears, I told her about an event that put me in a face-to-face talk with my bosses. She smiled and told me of a time when she had to face the same thing. It was such a blessing and relief to me to hear her words, reminding me that I am not the only one who gets themselves into troubled waters.
I realized that admitting I am wrong–not just to those involved but also, when appropriate, to others whose situation could benefit from hearing can make a huge difference in another’s life. God can use these things to free others who are bound in these same chains.
This is beautiful. Admit it!
