Planes, Trains, and Autocorrect
By Lisa Lakey
My husband’s job requires a certain amount of travel. Currently, we are anticipating him being away for a two-week stint.
We don’t enjoy it, but we adjust. And staying connected is far easier today than it was 20 years ago. I can video chat with him, call, and text him anytime, anywhere. (Video chat wasn’t even a thing when we were dating.)
But sometimes, I rely on it too much.
While technology has been our solid ally during his travels, autocorrect is my steady foe.
Before one particular trip, the husband and I were arguing over something I can’t even remember. But at the time, it was so important that we both went to bed angry.
When I woke up the next morning, he had already left. Realizing how petty this argument really was, I shot him a quick text and went about my morning.
About 30 minutes later, I get his reply: “Wow.” Um, not the response I expected from an apology. Feeling my blood boiling, I started to shoot off a heated text back. But looking at the text thread on my phone stopped my angry fingers in their tracks.
The text I had sent read, “I’m sorry I loathe you.” It was supposed to be, “I’m sorry. I love you.”
I quickly called to explain how autocorrect had failed me again. We laughed about it, but I learned a valuable lesson: Don’t trust your fingers to type what your lips should be saying.
Technology is great, but it does not replace your spouse hearing certain things from your lips: I’m sorry … I love you … You are so good looking … Kiss me now!
Flirty texts are fun, but hearing it is so much sweeter. So next time your fingers get the urge to type up something sweet, let your lips do the talking.
Autocorrect won’t get in the way.
The good stuff: Pay attention to yourselves! If you brother sins, rebuke him, and if he repents, forgive him. (Luke 17:3)
Action points: Send half of a flirty text to your spouse. Once you are together, finish it in person. Example: Text, You look so good when … When you see your spouse, say, “When you just get out of the shower and your hair is a mess.”
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