Wednesday, 26 November 2008
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And Yes Our Thoughts Were Elsewhere
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see relatedThots to ponder while on a bench...
I have determined that people don’t like each other very much. That or they have no desire to widen the circle of existence that they know.
For example:
I sat in a crowded room waiting to be seated at one of the few breakfast joints in Springfield where you can get a salmon omelet. I sat on a bench with room for two more people to sit. And although there were exactly two people standing beside them, neither one of them sat down.
Granted I didn’t invite them to sit down but its not like I planted a flag that said this bench is claimed in the name of Josh.
Now here is an interesting thing to ponder. I was sitting on the far left of the bench leaving ample room for anyone who wanted to sit and people felt it was either improper for them to invade my bench bubble or for me to be allowed in theirs.
Imagine if I had simply spread myself out on that bench. I mean just laying out there as comfortable could be as I waited to be taken to a table. I would have been as happy as a clam. But imagine what you would think if you saw a guy sprawled out on a bench by himself as you stood their standing.
What a jerk…who does this guy think he is? I mean here I am standing to wait and he’s just relaxing like a bum on a sidewalk. Why doesn’t he sit to the far left so others can sit down and wait.
We as people are a very odd and twisted thing.
Ive been reading Donald Miller’s Searching for God Knows What and in chapter 2 of the book, the same book I was reading while on the bench, that the fear of intimacy with others in our generation is the very thing that can damage or limit our relationship with God.
Imagine…if you wouldn’t sit next to a perfectly harmless guy on a bench because you don’t want him to enter your bubble; how much are you really letting God into your bench bubble.
Think about that the next time your sitting, or laying down, on a public bench.































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