'Cute words butter no parsnips'
Submitted by Forgiven on July 28 2000 17:24:36
In reply to 'Who is my Brother?.....' submitted by Chris on July 26 2000 18:15:26
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As the old phrase was; which is remarkably unfair when speaking of people for whom circumstances dictate will remain virtual. The whole issue of 'real' love is at the heart of my own negative experiences of the church - it aspires to and claims so much, but for me the reality has not been there. So when the same noises that I associate with the unfulfilled promises of the past are trotted out, I get wound up. And kick out. Being gifted with the ability to write very sharply, those kicks hurt! My experience of church life is summarised for me by a some sentences from Terry Pratchett's novel: "Noone noticed her emerge. But then noone noticed her at all. They just assumed that she'd be around when she was needed" Coming home every day to an empty house, with no messages on the ansaphone and no emails getting downloaded injects a little poison each time it happens. Sometimes it's not the case - and just occaisionally someone will get in touch without my starting it off. Undoubtedly to some extent it is my own fault - I do a good line in giving the impression of coping, and I generally am the one who does organise things. Maybe I expect too much? Yet there are people out there IRL who make the claim that they care about me. I am unconvinced. I hope this makes some sort of sense to someone else. |
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