Just a quick interruption to your normal blog viewing. Sorry.
I just realised I made a bit of a blunder with yesterday's title. *Blush*
When I titled it "A New Hope", it was kind of a play on a Star Wars title.
What annoyed me after posting, was that I should have waited until I had gotten to a chapter 4 of a book and then used it.
Would have been more appropriate.
My bad.
And a bit of a fail.
Anyway, apologies and all that. Yada yada yada.
We will now resume regular blog transmission.
Your patience is appreciated.
There are elements of me that I don't really talk about.
There is a good reason for that.
I'm shy.
Yep.
Totally shy.
Oh and withdrawn.
I don't like attention.
But I have discovered a flaw in me.
Just one.
It's true.
But I do it over and over and over.
I do tend slightly to be a bit compulsive in some ways.
For example I can't just put in a single spoon of sugar or coffee in a cup/mug/whatever.
It is always one and then a little bit more.
Unless I need to put two in and then it's two and then a little bit more.
Unless I need to put three in and then it's.....well you get the idea.
Do you?
Sugar, coffee or laundry powder (in the washing machine not the cup/mug/whatever).
If it's granulated and I'm using a spoon or other implement, it can never just be one.
Unlike Highlander where "There can be only one."
I also have penchant for abstract movie quotes. Hehe.
I also seem to have a compulsion to collect series of movies.
If I get a DVD and there's a sequel, I don't care if it's any good. I need to get that as well.
This is the reason I will never ever get Police Academy on DVD.
Can you imagine the pain in suffering involved in seeing them all?
I used to get a number of soccer magazines. I had to get them all. I had cupboards full of them when we got married.
And then it was computer gaming mags.
I had the US version. The UK version. And then a local version came out. I had to have that as well.
It was a big day when I eventually disposed of them.
I think I lit a candle. Sniff.
The real danger though is I tend to get a bit possessive about how to do things.
This is not a good thing.
I know I need to let go.
And I do.
But not enough.
Well there it's done. It's out.
People will probably know now what all the twitching is I do.
Except for those times when I'm itchy.
Can you twitch an itch?
I daren't even start to mention my need to wash up after meals straight away.
Much to the mirth of Donna and my brother and sister-in-law.
"Let's play don't-do-the-dishes-and-see-how-long-it-takes-for-Steve-to-crack"
Oh the games and frivolity we have.
Hmmph.
Genesis 32
What has happened to Esau?
Has he forgotten how he felt about Jacob?
Or did he just get over it?
Maturity can be an amazing quality to possess.
Quite a few years had passed and Esau's life had been blessed.
So much so, that he had let the anger and hatred fade away.
Is the thing about blood being thicker than water ringing true?
They were brothers.
Jacob had a guilty conscience.
Esau had a life. And was enjoying it.
If we hold onto something that has happened, does it distract from the things that could?
An opportunity to excel turns into the disappointment of having to be right.
Whether we are or not.
There are wrongs that have been dealt to us that we may never be able to correct.
There are things that happen to us that are a result of stuff we've done.
Esau had the common sense to not hold on to the deceit, lies, etc that Jacob carried out.
Sure he was angry early.
Natural reaction.
I probably would be too.
But it didn't eat him away for years.
He could carry on with life.
He could enjoy the richness of what that meant, not just financial.
Brotherly relationship restored.
Peace.
Life.
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