The world has been so depressing. Endless scandals, news daily of child molesting, slavery, death from starvation for countries at war. More wars, more threats of war. Terrible accidents like the train crash in France. Acts of terrorism. There is so little good news.
Yet just a glimpse of a bright sky flooded with golden light, illuminating bare trees golden, and catching a Seagull turning with its feathers lit like a golden lamp just made my heart soar. To see the full ark of a rainbow for an instant painted in watercolour delicacy in golden pink clouds.
God just said to me, 'I am bringing what was in the darkness into the light'.
I should rejoice then that God is unmasking all this evil in our world, exposing it for what it is.
We have lost our way, we have all turned away from God.
I went to bed last night asking God what was wrong with me, why did I feel so miserable. Why am I so short tempered. Even with a bad cough, I shouldn't be so grumpy and impatient. I asked if I had somehow allowed Satan into my life.
So his answer is 'Yes, you forgot my promise that I would bring all things hidden into the open'.
He is also reminding me it is not my responsibility but His, to change the hearts of humankind towards his grace.
He is reminding me He will never destroy this planet or us his people.
He is reminding me that all of heavens armies will overpower Satan and his demons.
He is telling me to get on with cooking, and looking after my husband, and keeping well.
To that end I realise I am spending too much time following the news, mostly on RT, because I can read it. I hate video news clips. I am also spending too much time being a troll!!
I don't interact much with other people. Even my husband doesn't want conversation. I suppose I use the troll section for some interaction. I also think it can be very funny. My husband just doesn't get what makes me laugh, and he doesn't like me laughing hysterically at something he doesn't understand.
I don't cry very easily either. So I suppose I get angry inside rather than taking these feelings to God.
The truth is I am calm up to the point that I explode. My husband says he has no idea that I am so angry at times. It's like one final thing triggers a disproportionate response.
I try to explain that it's all the compromises and feelings that I am just ignored by everyone. When I try to speak to people, they interrupt, change the subject. Trolls on RT stay more on subject than most people I try to speak to...
I suppose this has left me with this cutting ironic humour. The trouble is when I do want to talk about something, it's like the floodgates open, and I don't even realise myself how much I understand and want to communicate.
Which really brings me back to the reason I started this blog! Bored and lonely for chit chat!