Good Day, God!
I’m currently reading two books, God. One is about the MIT Media Lab and it is about the future to the max.
The other is the Secret Scripture by Sebastian Barry and it is set in Sligo Ireland back in the painful past of the early 1900’s. Come to think of it, God, all of Ireland’s past — especially from the 1600’s on — is painful.
This is a beautifully written book. It’s filled with phrases that make me pause and savor them. Sure and the author really is a poet. Oh, but the story! The horrors that are lingering in my mind.
Needless to say, I’m reading the book for my book group. This is not a book that I would read for pleasure or for escape or to have my mind stimulated.
Reading this is more like doing penance. Perhaps, there is some benefit to me as I “feel with” those who have been so terribly battered about by fate and by their fellow humans? Still, it is Hard, God, Hard.
And there are so many kinds of hard, God. Individual “hards” and then societal “hards.” Surely, Ireland has suffered from being under the harsh hand of the English. I think the English are mostly unaware of what they have done. They are still telling “Irish jokes” which are not so much jokes as a way of expressing contempt. Being looked down — being massively disrespected and discriminated against — must have a dreadful effect on people. Sigh. We are still doing it, God. Disrespecting our fellow humans. We limit them. And we limit ourselves.
Ah, and so here we are, God. Needing Your Grace. Needing Your Help to Forgive. Needing to ASK for Your Help — to forgive — and then to let Your Compassion flow through us.
Hmm. Maybe the book is having a beneficial effect on me?