Coloured memory

Saturday, 4 May 2013

⚠️ This is an old post

It's possibly been exported and imported from at least three different blogging platforms over the years. That probably means, at best, there are broken images and links. If the post is technical in nature, any advice is probably out of date and irrelevant. Or it is really old, it was the wafflings of a teenager with too much time on his hands working out what blogging is… If it is the latter I would probably cringe if I re-read it. But it's here because it's part of my past, not my present.

You've been warned! Onwards…

One of the notes I scribbled down earlier for this post went something along time lines of 'I could have done without this week'. This week has been full of frustration, late nights, bad rest, lots that I really didn't enjoy. It is easy to look back on it and wish that it didn't happen.

However, as I was reflecting on this, and the week that had past, I realised that there was so much in this week gone that was really great; catching up with friends per haggis, getting into Oxford centre stupidly early in the morning for the May Morning celebrations, some really great weather. Those things really are not skippable.

It is sad how I find that negative things colour, and often out-weigh the good things from my mind. I think in-part it is an attitude thing - if I let my mind dwell on the negative, or if I leave the negative unresolved then they are going to come to the forefront of my memory.

I think that is one of the reasons why Paul finishes his letter to the Philippian church by saying 'whatever is good, true, honourable, just, pure, lovely, commendable, has excellence, is worthy of praise, think about these things' (4:8 roughly).


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