This week I learned that my integrity is worth $240. Well, its worth at least that much, hopefully its worth more than that. But ultimately anything is only worth as much as you are willing to pay for it. This week, I paid $240 for my integrity. It nice to be reminded how valuable it is. Now, when the stakes get higher I will remember the worth of honesty and it will protect me from further mistakes. Cheers.
The Value of Honesty
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Those types of decisions are hard, but after the moment has passed, you know it was the right thing. This is called character development.
When I was at BYU and dating Karen Skidmore, I was filling out a federal grant application. They asked if I lived at home. They defined this as being there for longer that 2 weeks in the last 2 years. I had been home for 6 weeks, a year and a half earlier. Ignoring the technicalities would have given me about half of my tuition. I went with the 6 weeks and lost the grant, but Karen Skidmore was impressed and decided to marry me.