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Growing up I was taught that the August winds that blows on the highveld (geographical area where Johannesburg is located) serves the purpose of removing and blowing away the old dead leaves left by winter to make space for the new spring blossoms. This resulted in me looking forward to the windy month with a sense of expectation! It came as amusement then today when I heard someone express surprise about the wind that was gusting today, and when I asked if they knew August was known for it's winds they said: "Yes, but still..."
I suddenly realised that this is the attitude allot of us (myself included) has towards the attack of the enemy. We know our weak points, just like we know August is usually windy, yet we're surprised when he targets them and more often than not we're caught off guard. In 1Pet5:8 (Be self‑controlled and alert. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.) we see him portrayed as a lion looking for an opportunity, and those opportunities are our weaknesses, the very ones we know about. So if I may echo Peter in saying, the wind blows in August...wear a coat!
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It's with a sense of sadness that I found out this morning the International Astronomical Union (IAU) has decided that Pluto is no longer a planet but instead a "dwarf planet". I was rooting for Pluto to keep it's status and not fall into the mediocrity of it's cousins 2003 UB313 and Ceres mainly because Pluto, the Disney dog, is my all time favourite cartoon character. This means that our solar system now in has 8 planets and as it turns out my answer on that grade 6 earth sciences paper was right Mr Slabbert!! Oh well, I guess less is more...
Now on to space of another kind, more specifically the black hole of the abyss that is under my car's front passenger seat. I've lost countless bills and other pieces of paper and the most recent victim of it's light crushing jaws was my basement parking remote control. This means that I know have to park outside and seeing that summer rolled into town yesterday with a beautiful thunderstorm, I'll be getting plenty wet this season. Speaking of which, our prayers go out to all the folk in the Eastern Cape suffering with the recent flash floods.
Have a good weekend.
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We watched this DVD Sunday night as part of a series, and it really highlighted something in my life...silence, or at least the lack thereof.
If I had to be honest with myself, then it's been a while since the last time I was in absolute silence, total solitude, just listening. I know more about what's happening in the middle east than in my friend's life, I can't drive my car without the music blaring away, we feel awkward during times of prolonged silence, people have an opinion on everything and there's so many theories on everything out there being thrown at us, wikipedia takes up allot of my time, information on anything is readily available at the click of a mouse and still we can't seem to find the answers...yet when last did I just sit somewhere and listen.
If I were to ask any of my friends if God still speaks to us they would all say "no", if they were to ask me I would probably say no too...the question should be when last did we listen, only then are we qualified to answer the first question. I believe God does still speak to us, we're just choosing to drown out His voice by all the other noise we indulge our eyes and ears in...may our "quiet times" really become that, a time where we're quietly sitting with God and prayerfully listening to His voice as we read His word.
Recently I've noticed that my ears, especially my right ear, does not respond well to certain sounds. Nails on a chalkboard, an open passenger window in a car and a certain pitch some woman manage to generate while laughing, screaming or crying. It literally sounds like my eardrum is flapping in the wind when these sounds abound, and after watching this "Mythbusters" video, I finally understand why...it all makes perfect sense now!
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So here I am, sitting in front of this screen glaring blankly at me, without a word to write...
Blogging seems like such a good idea, and judging by how it's taken off, it more than seems like a good idea...but what do you blog about? I mean apart from writing essay upon essay about my cat or turning this into a sort of online diary, what can I write about that anyone out there could possibly find interesting or even mildly amusing. Because that's why we do this isn't it, for other people, if we were going to blog to ourselves we would simply keep a journal and not share it with the world. No, this is our virtual soapbox, a place where we can share our ideas and opinions and philosophies with the whole world and feel more accomplished because of it...even if no-one ever actually stumbles across our street corner. Sure friends and family might read some of this if we tell them about it via email or whatever, but as far as the soapbox function goes, it's just not gonna have the same affect. Having said that, your blog will probably be banned in China and who knows by some fluke you might garner a small following or even establish some sort of cult status if you're interesting/controversial enough. This probably means you'll keep on being controversial for controversy's sake, and thus defeat the purpose, but at least you'll feel an empty and fleeting sense of appreciation.
My own reasons for "blogging" is a bit unclear at the moment, initially I signed up just to post a comment on a friend's blog, which required all the steps of setting up one yourself so I thought:"why not?"...because you'll have nothing to write about that's why!! I do take alot of photo's so I might use this as a "this is what i saw today" kinda thing...not original at all I'm sure, but hey. Every now and then I'll share something I deem share worthy or just rant or encourage...who knows I might even write about my cat!
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