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I mean it, I was good at telling lies.  My mom tried to teach me differently, but every time it was convenient, it would just slip out.  You know, when I forgot to call someone and I saw her, I’d say, I tried to get a hold of you! Or when someone wanted to hang out and I didn’t, “I’m sorry,” I’d say, “I have plans!” Or when a friend would ask my opinion of her new dress, “Oh, that’s beautiful!”

When I graduated high school, I decided it was time to be honest.  I committed to myself and to God, to tell the truth.  The (true) story I tell my children to teach them about being honest happened in college:  I had an appointment to see a church leader after a public meeting.  We were planning to meet in the foyer as soon as the meeting ended.  I totally forgot, and went straight home.  It wasn’t until the next day, when I saw him that I remembered!  My first and usual reaction was, “I looked everywhere for you!  I waited for about 15 minutes, then decided I’d just catch up with you at church.”  Remembering my commitment to be honest, I said, I’m sorry, I forgot.”  His response was, “Don’t worry, Linda, I saw you leave!”

  Can you imagine?