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Two things that have really annoyed me today

So I got up this morning and went to Wetherspoon’s for breakfast. I arrived about 8:30 AM and ordered my meal which was a traditional breakfast with coffee. To my surprise I was only charged £2.75 and I forgot that from Monday to Wednesday for some perverse reason the government is picking up the tab for half the food provided that it is below £10 ahead. I think that is to feed us crumbs of hope, the feeling that we are loved, as opposed to the dark things that are going on behind-the-scenes.

In the next stall was a young mother attempting to look after a noisy young child together with others who had left before my arrival. The mother left shortly before I did. On the way out I wondered why they ordered a traditional breakfast when in fact they hardly ate anything one person has had the bacon, half a sausage, and an egg and someone else has barely touched their plate. When I was young, my mother used to say to me “think of the starving Africans” as an incentive to finish with a clean plate. They say that people born during or after the war always clean their plates obsessively and I have largely inherited this habit. The fact of the matter is I can’t bear wasted food. If you were not hungry why order the food in the first place.

Today was hot, about 30°, and I spent much of the time populating my websites and watching videos. One of them was by Dr Andrew Wakefield talking about the damage that vaccines can cause and inviting us to watch a film which a rental charge is paid. I have put it in my relevant website if you are interested.

I visited a couple of new people might be gardening prospects. One of them has an infection of Mares Tails and surprisingly enough one way of getting rid of them is WD – 40. Another way is using Weedol.  The other person did not quite know what she wanted, was asking for tree pruning at the wrong time of year, and was ambivalent about how much she wanted to pay so I gave her what I thought was a reasonable quote by text and we will see what happens. Most of the people in Timsbury are very reasonable and do enjoy working there.

This evening, I was invited to take part in one of the ZOOM chat groups run by my local church. The vicar was slightly surprised to see me and when I said that he had invited me tonight he realised that he had sent invitations to everyone for the Tuesday as opposed to spreading them out between three nights, Tuesday Wednesday Thursday.

We started with some small talk and then he introduced a biblical text. We were barely into the conversation when one of his children made a sound. He apologised and said he had to go and put a dummy in the mouth his child. Evidently, his wife could not baby site as she had to go out to deliver some clothes for a sleep-in and she had not returned. He came back to the meeting and we made an effort to start again and were just getting into things when his wife arrived, batting in with some irrelevant information about the fact that one of the children had run fast down the drive towards the nearby vet.

I was preparing myself to say something and this I found a really violent interruption; I just wondered if the wife had any respect at all for what was going on. At this moment I decided that the meeting was not for me and I switched off my video and audio. It remained switched off for the rest of the meeting. I’m just wondering whether it’s me or whether it is asking too much for someone to actually be with us in spirit,  in focus and without interruption, for an evening session lasting one hour especially as if we have no other opportunity during the week due to the ridiculous lockdown.

What kind of psychopathic mind would say that no singing must take place in the churches? The technocratic mind is not interested in religion.

Anyway, after that mini rant back to the subject. I don’t know what is in the mind of his wife to think you can just batting any time she likes without being seen on screen. I do need or should I say prefer to have fellowship with like-minded people but it looks to me as if this portal is not suitable. My wife thinks I should have a word with him but do I really have to go to the stage of explaining basic professionalism. Maybe other people like it the way it is that it does not fit with my style.

I’m sitting here writing at nine o’clock in the evening minus a shirt and still very hot and sweaty. I can’t imagine what it would be like in a country with 90% humidity every day and temperatures of say 35°C like it must be in Dubai. Anywhere overall, a good day.

Meeting of our Christian Men’s Group

Our group is called rather unfortunately ‘Mens United BA3’ which of course clashes too much with the Manchester United football team but perhaps that is something that is only going on in my head. Since forming the group a couple of years ago we have not attracted any new members; we have a core group of about 8 to 10 people who meet regularly.

We met in Radstock Swallow Cafe which is a place where people with learning difficulties are encouraged to function in a public role. I prepared a special talk on wind, using references from the Bible to look at the various ways in which the word wind in its literal and symbolic manner was used. The wind was blowing extensively earlier this evening which was why I was inspired to write a piece from which I give excerpts below and give a short talk on the subject.

Most Christians are familiar with the story of the disciples who were fishing. Peter was so afraid he began to sink and he cried out to Jesus to save him. Jesus ordered the winter be quiet and be still. The disciples were terrified. They asked each other, who is this? Even the wind and waves obey him. A quick reminder that perhaps the disciples  needed this physical event to remind them of the nature of the person they were with.

We also have a parable of the man who built his house on sand. The rain came and the winds blew and beat upon that house and great was the fall thereof.

The man who built his house on rock lived to tell the tale.

In the Old Testament in Zachariah it is recorded that the prophet looked up and saw two other women. They had wings like the wings of the stork. Wind was sent by the Lord to carry them along. They lifted the basket up between heaven and earth.

I love the bit in John chapter 3 v 8 where it says ‘the wind blows were it listeth to. You hear the sound it makes. But you can’t tell where it comes from or where it is going. It is the same with everyone who was born through the spirit

This reading brings shivers up my spine.

James says that when you ask God for something you must believe and not doubt because the one who doubts it is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind.

Finally, in Revelation, part of the vision was “after this I saw four angels standing at the four corners of the earth, holding back the four winds of the earth to prevent any wind from blowing on the land or on the sea or on any tree.

With so few people at the meeting it was difficult to make any plans for the future but we agreed that regular monthly prayer meetings were a good idea, and that there could be talks, given in people’s homes, which would enable Fellowship to take place.

I am personally put off by prayer meetings as such but I believe that during meetings where people are united in spirit, prayer of sort takes place anyway.  I do not like prayers consisting of shopping lists and drawing God’s  attention to what is going as if he is any sort of a God, he should know anyway.
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