Showing posts with label sorry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sorry. Show all posts

Tuesday, 17 June 2008

Hangin' around for The Rainy Days.

A break from machinery for the moment. Time for a waffle. This one is inspired by the plight and challenges faced by most of us in Oz society in its current form. The stuff being endlessly repeated in our news media with no apparent happy ending in sight.
Yeah, "Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down" type stuff.
The secular humanist society promoted in these ~enlightened~ (~ = sneer quotes) times by the likes of Dawkins, most of standard left-wing academia, and the public school system is clearly showing the kind of fruit it bears, and the grafting going on exchanging branches within the same tree ain't going to make it any better either.
Lately I've been personally lamenting the plight of our young, our brethren in remote Aboriginal communities, and the apparent sickness of the soul of our whole nation. I have been wondering what it would take to turn people around and if such a turn around will happen.
I know I can be extremely negative and critical of the time and age we have no choice in partaking in, and I am generally and usually of the view that not much can be done about it and that it is better to hasten the end rather than patch up something doomed to fail.
However, I am also reminded that we are not abandoned nor forsaken and that the proliferation of hopelessnes, pointlessness, wickedness, and all the things reported in our news media, etc, although are very distressing observations and relatities for any parent, are still serving a useful purpose and aren't impossible to turn around.
Part of the useful purpose I reckon, is that it serves as an example to Dawkin's crowd that they are just plain wrong, wrong, wrong about most things and that their brave new world built upon subjective morality and base self interest is doomed to failure that can easily be extrapolated by what we are currently already seeing. I won't go on. Heh.
Not impossible to turn around ? See: http://www.welshrevival.com/ from which I'll quote a tiny bit from the "history" section.
SOQ
"a storm had hit the churches yet for so many it was a storm of love and power which completely transformed their lives.
People were changed in so many ways. The crime rate dropped, drunkards were reformed, pubs reported losses in trade. Bad language disappeared and never returned to the lips of many – it was reported that the pit ponies failed to understand their born again colliers who seemed to speak the new language of Zion – without curse and blasphemy – even football and rugby became uninteresting in the light of new joy and direction received by the Converts.
Colliers and tin-men of the working classes expressed their joy in so many ways – so many original prayers
But perhaps the song that captures what most of these felt was a song sung by Sam Jenkins a tin plate worker from Llanelli – a song translated at the time from English to Welsh – Can y Rebel “Am Achub hen rebel fel fi” - "For saving an old Rebel like me"."
EOQ
You see, I'm reminded that in the final days before God is obliged to step in an put things right again with mankind having been given all the chances due a rebellious child by a patient parent, the promise is to pour out His Spirit on all flesh - and when that happens, I reckon the likes of the Welsh Revival will be small potatoes !
Apparently during the times of Welsh Revival, people were even falling over in the streets overcome with a sense of their need of God's love and forgiveness. Imagine the turn around and return to hope in remote Aboriginal communities should that happen ? Same too in our city's "night spots" ?
How long does it take to turn people around ?
Surely but a blink of an eye once the choice is made ?
On a more secular level, look how easy it is to shape the public view of an entire nation if not tongue ? A couple of newsprint articles, a bit of 6 oclock news time, then the odd collection advertisements, and wallah ! Done !
I reckon BRING ON the last days outpouring of the Holy Spirit as prophecised by Joel (2:28) ala "It will come about after this That I will pour out My Spirit on all mankind; And your sons and daughters will prophesy, Your old men will dream dreams, Your young men will see visions."
"After this" ? After what ? Heh. I'll let the interested go look that one up ...
Anyway, Dawkins and crowd not withstanding, I'd rather see us all, especially our young and our Aboriginal brethren, and our leaders under the influence of the Holy Spirit rather than what seems to be the norm at the moment.
That kind of Rainy Day (regardless of what day it falls on) certainly won't be getting me down.
Other than on my knees in thanks that is.
regarDS

Wednesday, 13 February 2008

A time to be Sorry and a time to say Sorry.

LOL, LOL, LOL !

An opportunity for a whole new beginning for ALL the people of Oz was made available today, this Wednesday February 13th 2008. The day Oz finally and officially said "sorry" to some past mistakes regarding certain governmental policies and general attitudes cultivated by the same in relation to the peoples who were custodians of this vast land before the European arrived.

Here is to hoping that a positive and beneficial outcome for all of us will be the result as we all consider and act upon our mutual obligations to each other and the future generations of this great country!

For those who don't already know, I am adoptee and so I think I can well understand what it is like to be separated from one's natural kith and kin even if it is put one in even a more loving and beneficial environment. I can only imagine what it might be like for a reliquishing parent mind you, although I suspect both reliquishing parents and the reliquished think the same sorts of things upon every birthday of the reliquished, mind you.

That being said, I hope that not only will this official "sorry" that has been said by the government on behalf of Oz's non-aboriginal people be received and accepted wholeheartedly by Oz's aboriginal folk, but also that the offerers of the apology may also know forgiveness in return.

I sincerely hope that a new hope has been well and truly born today and that this time to be sorry and this time to say sorry will help nurture this new hope that it may grow into a time a healing, unity, joy, and the thing that is common to all of that.

Laughter.

May we all learn to properly laugh again and laugh together both with each other and at each other.

Only then will we know that we are truly One Mob, One People !

regarDS