Avoiding The Walking Christians...
Well, this morning I got up late. I got up late because last night I was busy on my computer to the "wee hours" of the morning, as we might say in Scotland. I was also waiting for a large delivery in the post on some motors for my older vacuums, so I have been keeping my eye on the front door, as some of the delivery services are notorious for just walking away after a second when they ring the door bell.
I watched the fog on the hills again. It can only bring bad news, or rather the possible threat of snow since everyone is on tender hooks with the U.S news reports that show Pennsylvania being treated to a severe minus 26F temperature (I think they mean celsius rather than Fahrenheit). I have friends there and when they Skype'd me last night, the first words they expressed were "Well, we won't be leaving our home any time soon.." I don't blame them!
From the corner of my eye I could see a slight line of a few backpackers in blue jackets walking across the road. They didn't see me when I was up late because I thought I would do the last of the ironing from all my laundry (see post if you wish http://www.personapaper.com/article/21888-a-lazy-sunday-despite-the-laundry ) before folding everything away. Door to door, they went and knocked, looking to see if they could make a little money to boost their income. I did feel for them, for about a few seconds and wondered if I would open my door to them…
My front door window is where a little glass angel and a cross sit. I put them there not so much as an indication to what I believe in, but rather as protection to my home. It gives me peace of mind, as does the belief in God.
However, I don't need a lecture on how Jesus saves us or anything else lifted from the bible. This is because my late mum wasn't just an educator of artistic subjects but also taught religious education having been literally brought up in a church behind her home. If ever I needed a question about faith, God, Jesus or anything else, mum could tell me in an instant. Even now, after her death of three years, I still hold all the different faith bibles she owned in my home - they're great for referencing from time to time and it is interesting to see how different faiths tackle on the icon of God.
I don't like writing about God in blog posts or reading about them though, or indeed where the writer may think that they can try and pressure readers to illicit answers. That to me can be dangerous. The danger of writing about religion can often start wars.
To me, God is a personal affair and regardless of whether it is Christians arriving out of the blue to ask for paid home jobs to other well known door-to-door faiths trying to pressurise, that is not what being a faith follower is all about - all of the time in my experience. I respect them but not enough to come over into my world. ©Nar2Reviews2015.