Apprehension?

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” I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year. “Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.” He replied: “Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the hand of God. That shall be to you better  than light and safer than a known way. (Minnie Louise Haskins.)

It mades no sense but  I couldn’t seem to shake my apprehension about this year. There’s no logical reason, it wasn’t due to Trump, Korea, Brexit etc. those kind of things are always around. It was the actual date 2018, something about the numbers . I kept telling myself it was stupid, but nothing worked till I came accross this quote. Then I remembered, it doesn’t matter what may be ahead as long as my hand is firmly in His.

 

I Live in a Bubble.

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(from September 2014

Song Bird Songs

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I live in a bubble. It seems I’ve lived in it my whole life to greater or lesser extents, but as I get older it’s more noticeable.
I enjoy, a retirement pension that supplies all I need, UK law, police force, and NHS. I am free of war, want and oppression. Along with these I live in a small, old, English town still encompassing qualities England had when I was a child, (before its decline) kindness, good manners, honesty and quiet concern. There are three lakes, woodland, an allotment, half hour rail link to central London, shops, and a big supermarket within 5-10 mins. walk, all of which I can traverse safely even late at night.
My apartment is drenched in light from huge windows, rooms perfectly painted with nice furniture. There’s even a spare bedroom where friends and family can stay, and my neighbor just happens to be the…

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4th. of July From a British Perspective! (Just for fun!)

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last years July 4th

Song Bird Songs

4th july

Independence day! Er… long term are you sure we didn’t win guys?

Our taxes are less than yours now and if we live abroad we don’t even have to pay (what a waste of tea!) We get back FREE health care, (remember that one in the news somewhere…) state pensions, unemployment, housing, and incapacity benefits (the Scandinavians have it even better!)

Protective laws (UK and EU) mean we can live in the security of knowing we are not eating GMO foods nor will we be sued if their seeds get blown in our fields. We also have no need to run the gauntlet of many drugs and chemicals banned in other parts of the world. Best of all it’s pretty hard to arrest/kill/intern us without raising a media storm – thank God for British law!)

I’ve heard no rumours (so far) of massed coffins, potential death camps or draconian military…

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I Live in a Bubble.

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bubble

I live in a bubble. It seems I’ve lived in it my whole life to greater or lesser extents, but as I get older it’s more noticeable.
I enjoy, a retirement pension that supplies all I need, UK law, police force, and NHS. I am free of war, want and oppression. Along with these I live in a small, old, English town still encompassing qualities England had when I was a child, (before its decline) kindness, good manners, honesty and quiet concern. There are three lakes, woodland, an allotment, half hour rail link to central London, shops, and a big supermarket within 5-10 mins. walk, all of which I can traverse safely even late at night.
My apartment is drenched in light from huge windows, rooms perfectly painted with nice furniture. There’s even a spare bedroom where friends and family can stay, and my neighbor just happens to be the estate’s local knight in shining armour (should I need one).
My kids are grown up and some live nearby, all kind, smart, honest souls of which I am intensely proud.
You see why I say I live in a bubble! I’ve often pictured myself sitting childlike in the hand of God His bent fingers shielding me even through my wildest adventures.
My only regret is that I know it’s not like this for many people, as my bubble drifts across the sky out of reach of the war and strife below my heart breaks for the afflicted. Even in times past when I still had strength to try in my small way to help, to intervene, my bubble always remained, unpoppable, shielding me. I wish everyone lived in bubbles.