brothers, sisters and maps

This post is in honor of my brother in the Lord, Steve Perry. However, we all know him simply as "Stump". One time he told me that I was the sister he never wanted but got anyway. We scrap just like real siblings, but most of the time it could be spared if he would just do what I say. After all, I am always right.

Proverbs 14:12, "There is a way which seems right to a man, But its end is the way of death."

Last night, we put that big brother, little sister theory to the test. Stump and his precious, sweet, patient wife, Deborah, took me out for my annual birthday steak dinner. We picked up Stump and his precious, sweet, patient wife, Deborah and let Brad and Stump sit up front so they could navigate (are you already sensing a mistake?). They decided to use "Maggie" (what Brad calls the GPS, which is weird to me) to guide them to the steakhouse.

As we were driving down the interstate, Deborah and I told them the exit was coming up. Do you think they took the exit? No, because they know where they are going. Mistake number two- never question my map skills. Anyone who knows me, knows that I have an incredible sense of direction and am a huge map nerd (Brad calls me Mrs. Randy McNally).

After what seemed like hours later (ok, maybe just 30 minutes later), the men decided we must have missed our exit (you think?). You see, we told Stump when to get off, but instead he wanted to argue that his way was right. After swallowing a little pride, he admitted the exit mistake but then declared we still had to go around some by-pass (by-pass? there is no by-pass). Deborah and I told them the place was about two miles off the exit on the left (where it has always been). But oh, "No" says Stump, we still have to go by the by-pass and then it's several miles down the road. Then he had an insane moment of wanting to make a bet with me! Has he not already learned enough? Does he want to lose his pride and his money? I declined the bet so as not to hurt his spirit too much when he realizes how WRONG he is. After all of this bickering, guess what? Deborah and I were absolutely right. Gee, we must have been going so fast we didn't' even see that "by-pass"....

Me and Stump, bound together by the blood of Christ as brother and sister. I still love him. I know he would lay down his life for me, my husband or my girls. He's the one that said no one would ever mess with his pastor without having to mess with him first. Gotta love him.