On a recent date Jeremiah and I perused a local bookstore and found the book "Men Are Like Waffles, Women Are Like Spaghetti" by Bill and Pam Farrel.
I admit I was intrigued by the title.
I like to eat spaghetti...but be spaghetti?
Hmmm...
After looking closer at it together we decided to get it and have made it just past the first chapter.
The whole premise of the book is that men and women are different:
Men process life like waffles. They think and act by moving from box to box. They enter a box, size up the single problem, and formulate a solution. As a result, men are problem solvers by nature.
Women process life like a place of spaghetti. Each issue is like an individual noodle that touches every other noodle on the plate. We find it natural to multitask.
The thought that we are different is not a new one for sure! But, I've never heard it quite put that way before =)
Romans 15:7 challenges us to "Accept each other, just as Christ accepted us, for the glory of God."
I know this challenge has application for me and my marriage...and I am praying that I will be able to move beyond just accepting our differences...to embracing them!

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2 comments:
ok, i get the spaghetti analogy, but what do waffles have to do with boxes? And moving through boxes? Maybe, and quite possibly i'm retarded but....what??
Waffles are full of compartments that hold the syrup. Belgium waffles have really big "boxes" within a larger box.
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