Computers! We love ‘em or loath ’em!

When they work, fine. When not … but what would we do without them? What about mobile phones with all the apps?!! – Facebook, Messenger, Tweet, Whatsapp etc. Skype is great! I can talk free to my kids all over the world, face to face.

I remember our team leader coming back from a course in 1998, enthusing about learning of Electronic Mail. I tried to stifle a yawn as he went on and on about how great it was. Now I can’t think of life without it. I laugh when I watch a TV programme from the sixties such as Heartbeat or The Royal, when a character needs to make an urgent call and the telephone box is broken or they don’t have a coin. I find myself shouting “Use your mobile!” at the screen, remembering how I always kept a ten pence coin in my pocket for such occasions.

Times change! What we have now and what our kids will experience is mind-blowing. Life moves so quickly.  Time seems to whizz past – soon it will be Christmas!

My wife Jean received a letter from her cousin the other day – a LETTER! Wow! I moaned about why can’t they learn to use email properly? They have it, but say it doesn’t work! I was frustrated that Jean had to waste time writing and posting a letter when a few clicks would have done the job in a fraction of the time. That’s me folks; I want everything done like yesterday. Then I thought about it; that the faster the pace of life, the faster I do things. Can I really, at the end of the day, sit down exhausted and claim “I did loads today”?

Well, what the hell was I doing 20 years ago before I decided not to be a dinosaur but embrace modern technology?

I am looking out of the window watching the guy who looks after our olive grove using techniques that have been passed on for generations, caring for beautiful olive trees that have stood and faithfully born fruit for centuries. They will be picturesque and useful long after I’m gone …!

When I’ve written this tripe (and emailed it off), I’ll be starting my sermon for Sunday. The text is James chapter 3 verses 1 to 12; about taming the tongue. Verse 12 fits into my thinking above: “Can a fig tree, my brothers and sisters, yield olives, or a grapevine figs?”

I wish I could stand tall, strong, majestic and ageless like an olive tree. It does not speak, but gives so much wisdom, beauty and comfort.

‘Bye for now and God bless

Rev Andrew

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