Goody Two Shoes Reflects On The Summer 2015

Goody Two Shoes Reflects On The Summer 2015

The Summer is almost over, it was a different sort of Summer than 2014.

Less people died daily but they still died.
Less people rioted but they still rioted.
Less survival mode but it still exists.
Less adrenalin rushes but they are still there.
Less trust but you can still find some.
Less talk shows on the situation but you still hear in the background.
Less hope but it can be dug up and nurtured.


This Summer brought surprises. All the family were at home for a short while. I had less time to focus on the conflict and what was in the news as I was at the supermarket every 3 days shopping for bread,potatoes and yoghurt!

The heat was unbearable, complaining about it became a local pastime. My hair was permanently tied up to beat the sweaty neck syndrome of people my age!

I continued on as a bulldozer or was it an ostrich? A riot on route then I would turn around and avoid it. A closed checkpoint then go the other, longer way. Propaganda on news then search for the truth. 


For the most part I usually bounce back, after all what is the alternative? Except one day after a string of awful horrors I got stuck thinking of the hunger striker Mohammed Allaan and the irreversible brain damage and the uprooted Olive trees in Beit Jala and the dead teanager stabbed at the Gay parade and the list goes on and on. To cheer myself I watched a film which was about the struggle against Aparteid in South Africa in the 1970's where almost everybody got killed...that was it, with temperatures 41C outside down I went to the comfort of melancholy and complaining.
All the bouncing back bounced off out of sight!
Oh what a mistake but so easily done.

To the Israelis I complained about house prices and the heat.
To the Palestinians I complained about land grab and the heat.
To the family I complained about housework and the heat.
To God I complained about all of the above and more.

Soon it was time to return to staying strong and being an encouragement. Trusting God and not my own strength. Living by hope and not by fear and despair.

Proverbs 3:5-6 Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. 
Easily written and very hard to do!

Russell Bishop (Sept 2011 Huffington post ) posed the question : Would You Rather Live In Hope Or Die In Despair ?
In these difficult times many people have given up on hope and embraced despair, probably as a normal response. Hope and despair share one thing in common : both can be the result of choices you make about what is happening around you.


So boing boing boing I am back.

Comment : It is ok to dip and down but try not to stay there too long.


 

 




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