Dear Readers of Country Squire Magazine, I wish You All another wonderful Sunday and a great week ahead. I trust that You are well and that your families are burgeoning.
A decade ago I met a man – let’s call him Richie – who, at first glance, seemed unblessed. He was a short fellow with tiny arms and no muscles. It would be fair to say that the opposite sex were not keen on Richie. He was bullied at school and sought a career detached from people, preferring to work on contracts and spend his time hidden away in his mother’s loft, reading and tapping away on his computer.
I learnt from others that Richie was full of negativity and cruelty. He saw the world as unfair. So, he took to his computer and started having a go at people around where we lived and further afield. And he met some similar-thinking men online who were also tortured by their lack of gifts and inability to succeed in the real world. In so many respects they became full-time haters – as so often is the case, the bullied at school become the serial bullies and harassers online. Yet to meet Richie in the street or in a cafe and he’d be polite and reasonable.
Life’s not fair but God is good.
I don’t know what happened to Richie but I know there were incidents with the police. His mother was forever bailing him out of situations that he had made for himself. And I just hope that he has come to expel hatred from his heart, that he has come to accept who he is and to live with those few gifts which were bestowed on him, however irrelevant they seem to him.
I feel pity for those who are envious and jealous of others and waste away their days. I feel pity for those who are forever seeking to check others’ privilege because their own lot seems so meagre. If these people switched to being positive rather than negative, the world would be a far fairer place and we’d all get on so much better. I often wonder, what do these haters think on their deathbeds? Have they had useful lives? Let us pray for these people and hope that they do not get exploited by those seeking to use them, as the Pied Pipers of this modern age tend to do. Let us pray that they see sense and, when inevitably they hit a wall, they see the error in their ways.
Have a peaceful day. God Bless.
Everlasting Father, I desire to be as holy as You are. Set me free of the thoughts that consume my mind which cause the jealousy to arise. Substitute the negativity and cruelty within my heart with Your peace and love, and gentle kindness.
Richard Bartholomew is a Stalker