Today I decided to return to a lifestyle from the past. I had begun to wonder what difference it made whether I listened to the world or not. That is my reading of the press, all covering the same story mostly in the same small minded manner, the radio with the questioners ignoring the answers and the interviewee lying in his or her teeth, and the TV talking about some happening on a soap opera or a Saturday night 'spectacular.' I remember that in 1978 I got rid of the TV and went without until 1986, and then mostly for the football and news only. During the time I read a lot, certainly the bible was the main source but other things also, and of course I sauntered of eagerly and daily to work. To me that is fresh air from the pap that claims us daily. So I thought let us improve my life by using only the BBC website, or short bulletins for news and spend some time working out what we are here for. We are certainly not here just to linger over the 'fear' on offer from the 'Daily Mail,' nor the dross on offer elsewhere. Listening to George Osborne the other morning was not doing my head any favours, the steam also covering the windows in condensation, and I can do without he or missing out on real life. Switching his nonsense off produced an opportunity to experience 'fresh air!'
The only way we can change parliamentarians is by contacting them and expressing our views, and not expecting any change there, or by voting in an appropriate manner. Recently I contacted our Tory MP and threw in the thought that he was 'very brave voting for the 'bedroom tax' with UKIP being so strong in this area,' and letting the thought sink in. Be nice but catty I say. Will anything change? No. It lets him know how some feel however. The only other changes we can make are within the areas around us and within our competences. We cannot change 'The' world, but we can change 'the world around us.'
The best way to change the world is by inner change within our selves. For me this means allowing Jesus to change me, for while I assume myself to be perfect the strong desire to strangle the woman in front of me at the supermarket this morning indicates a shortfall in the patience department, though I was right! A quick bible check indicates placing her in a trolley and sending her down the slope was the incorrect response. I believe she was recovered just outside of Chelmsford. Having proved I may require adjustment I feel the constant negativity of the media does not help. Often I see the troubles of the world and look up at the sky above, the clouds continue whatever the situation, seasons roll on, time passes and our troubles are smaller than they appear, mostly. While serious situations arise contemplating eternity, and the creator thereof appears to me to be a better option than allowing the world to crush us. He has seen it all before and knows where it is heading. He has a plan, using a shopping trolley in an inappropriate manner apparently is not part of this plan.
The view is from Cramond, looking over the Forth to the distant Ochil Hills.
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