Help! Sensory overload, memory flashback, incoming therapy!
It's that word "faithful" back to haunt me.
I'm being taken back to much more simpler times, to a childhood that was divided up between the "faithful" and "others". When the "faithful" were the ones to be exalted, to be praised and who were held in the highest esteem. They gave to us, they prayed for us and sometimes they came with us on our journey to save those heathen souls. And the "faithful" swapped letters about their children and divided them into the categories of "faithful" and "others". And we prayed that the "others" would start "walking with the Lord" like us "faithful" did and that "His will would be done . . ."
And now I think I'm being called "faithful" because I'm posting rather a lot and keeping the pressure on for justice and healing. But I'm not one of the "faithful" at all, having freely confessed that my faith is in such a weak state as to not be worthy of such status.
But the world isn't the black and white world of the childhood era, when all that one was taught just had to be true because it came from "the faithful". Alas the "faithful" were often deeply flawed and it now turns out there was much to hide by too many and the "faithful of old" closed a blind eye to the deeds of the exalted and covered their own sins with blankets of fake righteousness, that smothered the truly "good", while obscuring the deeds of the evil. Now it is more of a grey fog, than a black and white landscape and somehow by telling and exposing the truth, I've joined the ranks of the "new faithful" beaming a little bit of light into the fog of decades past and swirling mists of time ahead.
It's a topsey turvey world, where each of us finds that we have within us the good and bad tiger. And the one that prevails is the one we feed. Which one we feed is our choice, whether we be "faithful" or "other".