The Irony in Mocking
When I was in Junior High School corduroys were not to be worn and were thoroughly mocked. Just two years later, in High School, corduroys were quite in fashion and I found myself owning several pairs.
When I was in High School and College tight pants, for men, were simply not allowed. No one wore tight pants. Now, much to my chagrin, you can hardly find a young man wearing anything but ‘skinny jeans’.
When I was younger in my Christianity I would mock speaking in tongues, prophecy, and other spiritual gifts. They were for weirdos. Now, by the grace of God, I learned to understand and appreciate their purpose.
Why is it that we end up liking or needing the very things we once mocked?
What have you mocked in the past that you now appreciate?
