The outspoken. The rebels. The thinkers.Today on a Facebook thread, I came across some of my former colleagues. Ones I enjoyed being around and encouraging.They were articulate, passionate and on the “other” side of the discussion! Which goes to show that perhaps I have this streak in me that just likes the rebels!
Two more have died. Bob Gould and Laurie McLean. Both were workers in a field that needed good news. They were happy, affable, caring, concerned, loving and so much more.Each carried their message with dignity. Integrity was their forward thrust, in amongst a world that lives in lies and deception. Compassion for others was their healing touch, in a world that leaves the wounded behind. Jesus was their mentor and leader.“For the world, in the world – to lead the world to a better place.”
Podcasts are the old telephone party line.I feel like I need to explain what a party line is/was. More than a half-century ago phones were connected into networks of people. You received a certain call signal (usually some long and short rings). When that ring was heard, you picked up the phone and talked to whomever was there. Interestingly, anyone else on the network (ie. – most of your neighbours) could also pick up and participate. Most often the neighbours just quietly listened in to pick up all the gossip.Podcasts are sort of like that. They tend to just be conversations between people – or one person pontificating on their newest vision or thought. You can listen in to the conversation whenever you want. And you can comment if you want. But most of all, the “gossip” of the neighbourhood is now in your possession.There is even what is called an RSS (a way to know when a call has been made or a podcast has been put online). You don’t have to miss any of the gossip.What a great invention, this new/old technology is!!
What you can know is not what you know.Potential is always that little bit beyond the present. Tendency is to push towards, and then stall, and then slide backwards.Persistence is curiosity in action. Self-control is putting the petal to the metal and not lifting up.Where to today?