Persecution

It was while singing badly the song 'Shine Jesus Shine,' this morning that I got to cogitating on some of the Christians in war zones.  'Flood the nations with grace and mercy/Send forth your word and let there be light.'

When we came to this bit all I could think of were the Christian people suffering attacks in Syria.  They did not ask for much, just prayers.  Islamist groups of various flavours, Assad remnants, bandits, Kurds and others, surround them and force them from their homes.  We sing lightly about 'light,' and 'grace and mercy.'  We are so comfortable and they and many others suffer so badly.  People have their homes and churches destroyed in China and India, life is dangerous in many other places, yet we are safe and somewhat soft.  We dare not speak his name in case people laugh or turn away, and in many businesses and civic offices daring to question the diversity mob leads to many situations such as Sandie Peggy with NHS Fife!  Danger is found here also.

Still, we met and enjoyed the coffee morning type service today, more of this I think.  The Good Lord was there though few strangers arrived, more biscuits for us I say!   As the clear up began I remained seated so all the women would have to come to me.  Naturally they almost all managed to find an excuse to cross over to me, as I expected.

Back home lunch was rotten, football  was rotten, my tea was abysmal, and I am still suffering from that.  But not being one to complain I will continue on my way, praising our God and seeking an early bed.