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We did this book in Sunday school one time, and it made sense ....sort of....

It wasn't until I starting reading Sheila Gregory's blog that I realized why I was always vaguely unsettled. The example she uses, and that made me "unsettled," was the wet towels. His wife was upset that he and his son left their wet towels in their rooms; she "nagged" them. After visiting her mom for two weeks, due to her mom's surgery, when she came back the realized how much she loved them, and that it wasn't a big deal, worth "disrespecting them about." For starters, he gives their son equality. No. No. No. No. And then expects her to be the perfect housewife, not caring that he and his son are neanderthals! I used to get thoroughly frustrated that Jeremiah shoved his clothes under the bed. I asked and asked, and he finally decided to start taking them out in the morning. Turns out, it was far less complicated than he had complained about, and it made my life easier. I could not know love when I felt so easily disrespected.

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