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Two Different Languages

Have you ever noticed that men and women speak two different languages?  Let me illustrate.
 
A dear friend of mine tells the story of playing Pictionary with her husband at a party.  If you're not familiar with Pictionary, it is just like charades, except on paper. You remain silent while you draw your word instead of acting it out.
 
My friend picked a card and her word was injection. I've got this, she thought. Easy.
 
She turned over the timer and drew an arm, a syringe, a needle.  She pointed at the needle and slid her finger across the paper to the arm to illustrate motion.  She tapped the picture with her finger.  She sent him vibes. Injection. Injection. InjectionBut he guessed everything but the word. The sand ran out. Time was up.
 
"Injection. Injection. The word was injection!" she said.
 
"Why didn't you just draw a fuel injector?" asked her husband. 
 
It made perfect sense to him.  Yet her illustration made perfect sense to her.  Men and women. Two different creatures.  Two different languages.
 
Today I spoke to the Mothers of Preschoolers (MOPS.org) in Pulaski, New York, about marriage.  It was loads of fun.  I love talking to women. Have you noticed?
 
Captain Fun and I will celebrate 25 years in May.  When we have disagreements, I must say that much of the time it is over a miscommunication, a misunderstanding.  But we are getting better and better at speaking the same language.    
 
In fact, by the time we launch the other six, I am certain we will speak exactly the same language. The question is, will we be able to hear each other.
 
 
PS.  Note to Pulaski MOPS: Those resources I mentioned today were Tommy Nelson's Song of Solomon study and the books Intimate Issues & The Proper Care and Feeding of Husbands.
 
 
 
 
 

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