I had to Vacuum today. Yes I know that I say “Vacuuming is bad for your soul!!!” But someone had to do it *sigh* and that someone was me..
It all started when I noticed that there were potato chips in the cobwebs above the computer. Yes chips. They totally distracted me from the awesome blog that I was reading.
Then my mind started to boggle. How did the chips get into the cobwebs?
Had a mouse tried to carry the chippies into a likely looking mouse hole? Only to get a terrible shock when confronted by a spider already occupying the hole?
or
Was the spider in need of a salty snack???
Or Had a certain teenaged son thrown the chips at the cobwebs in the hope that the spider would do something??
Putting thoughts of teenagers, spiders and salty snacks firmly out of my mind. I went searching for the vacuum cleaner and was unlucky enough to find the rotten thing exactly where I had left it.
As I vacuumed I pondered the actual state of my soul. When I was a small child terrorised terrified taught by the nuns, I spent a lot of time obsessing about my soul. The nuns beat into us taught us that every sin left a smudge of dirt on our pure white souls. I worried about my soul, ( as only a five year old child can worry) an awful lot.
I was convinced that my soul was as black as black could be, because surely didn’t the nuns tell us what a sinful lot of little beasts we were full of venal and mortal sins..*sigh*
I don’t really know where I am going with this, except that I have been thinking about organised religion and God botherers and morality and stuff and I am just blurbing it out here.
I have been thinking about how it is generally the people who are most vocal about their chosen religion are the same people who aren’t really very nice or very generous of spirit.
For example:
The guy who shot my dog a few years ago started his sentences with,”I like to think I am a Christian But..” But what exactly? Because he was ‘saved’ did that mean he could run about the place being an Arsehole ‘ secure in the knowledge that his “Christianness” exempted him from having to use basic good manners?
Mrs C wrote a post that has had me thinking a lot about how we treat each other. Especially about how we treat those who are different from us. How we treat those that we are afraid of.
I think that I have run out of steam here. *phew*
I stopped worrying about my soul long long ago.(except when I vacuum of course)..
oh and you can click on the photos to make them bigger if you like.. cheers kim..
edited to add:
Yes, David put the chips in the cobweb.. He wanted to see what the spider would do. He also wanted to see how long it would take me to notice. ( 3 days oops!!! )
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