In an episode of the old TV show, The Beverly Hillbillies, a back-woods granny convinces a Beverly Hills banker that she has a home-remedy cure for the common cold. After he's all excited about the prospect of selling this marvelous discovery, she tells him the instructions that go with it: take with rest and lots of fruits and vegetables, and you'll be better in 7-10 days.
I like to think about what made Granny believe she had a cure. Probably there were a lot of competing local "cures" where she came from, and they may have had varying effects on symptoms. But no one would have considered using no "cure" at all when there was one available, and known to produce the results of delivering the patient from sickness withing a fortnight. So there was no "control", no standard in their close-community by which to judge the success of a cure against none at all.
How many times do we do that? Everyone does a thing, and we believe by tradition and assertion that it must be necessary and valuable and effective.
I appreciate that a growing number of people in my generation are challenging things. They're challenging shampoo, soap, the suburban lifestyle, not eating seeds, using synthetic medications to solve health problems. We challenge assumptions about government and relationships and church. We want to do things because we have a good reason.
But I want to be on guard against the things yet unchallenged in my life, whether it is flavor combinations or hairstyles or more serious things like my beliefs and philosophies. It may be harder to receive when it is someone else challenging my ideas and habits, but I want to be open to that, too. This is the essence of growing and learning, to be unashamed of realizing I was wrong and moving forward.
To God be all glory.