People are all different aren’t they? It’s one of the things that make living in community so fascinating, unpredictable, mind-bogglingly difficult, and wonderful.
Take last night.
We had a great time, on the whole. Some loved the strawberries... but others, I sensed, were worried about gluttonous tendencies surfacing in the household. Some loved it when we spoke words of encouragement to each other... but others hid their faces and found it all a bit much. Some loved the film about Earth... others found it all a bit over their head.
It has been said: ‘You can please some of the people all of the time, or all of the people some of the time, but you can’t please all of the people all of the time.’
I’m glad that last night all of the people were pleased... some of the time.
And as we all grow towards maturity, we will find that our preoccupation is not whether or not we are pleased – but whether or not our brother is. That is love.
2 comments:
I do like what you've said about it being more important that our brother is happy
(I want to say something cheeky about strawberries and clotted cream...or maybe peach and orange jelly with clotted cream....but I won't)
; ) The TJ
thats true james, it is more important that your brother is happy.
We are all different and what pleases one, may not please another, but we can do our best to make one another happy.
Love pads
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