Excerpt from Tadhg’s journal: A few of us gathered in my small, London garden, last evening, making the most of the end of the mild evenings before it all changes for winter. Much talking ensured. Much of it was not-so-deep, but, some of it was the kind of ‘putting the world to right’, and at times was ‘quite passionate’.
Whether or not one, physically, has a porch, I call it porch talk. And, so porch talk was in full flow.
One of the themes was belief, and it started out as, ‘What did you believe as a child, that you don’t believe now?’.
Mary Louise had just finished her first week of school. “I’m just wasting my time,’ she said to her mother. ‘I can’t read, I can’t write, and they won’t let me talk!’
I won’t write what my friends said – I want them to remain friends – but I will mention one of my beliefs, that I recounted to them. I know, you’re going to think me silly, even ‘as soppy as a box of frogs’ – but I’m too old to really worry about that – so here goes:
I said, ‘When I was younger, really young, I used to believe that dreams, after one fell asleep, were really full-scale stage productions put on by fairies, at the end of the bed.’ Everyone laughed, including me, as it was very funny. Questions were asked about what age I was, and when did I stop thinking about dreams in that way, but I couldn’t be precise. I joked and said, ‘I grew out of it by the time I was 30yo.’. Ofcourse, I grew out of it when I was still very young, but it caused everyone to roar with laughter.
Oh, we than talked about what other people believed, and how the internet was good (or bad) at disseminating weird ideas. We talked of a few. Such as: Nibiru, chem trails, aliens under Dallas airport, reports of the ‘slender man’, time-travellers seen in old photographs, two moons seen in the sky, the Queen is a shape-shifting lizard etc. Much to the merriment of all.
A little girl was watching her parents dress for a party. When she saw her dad donning his tuxedo, she warned, ‘Daddy, you shouldn’t wear that suit.’ ‘And why not, darling?’ ‘You know it always gives you a headache the next morning.’
One of the later themes, was, ‘What do you believe or know now, that still shocks you?. I won’t write what my friends said – I want them to remain friends – but I mentioned one of things that shocked me (and those of a nervous or theological disposition, should read no further), was to hear that someone I knew, a devout Christian, had undergone counselling because of a ‘generational curse’, and that also upset me, as……
[For those that haven’t come across the term: a ‘generational curse’ is the idea that if your granddad committed a sin, you will be punished by God. However, Ezekiel 18.1-3 ‘kills off’ that notion, as does the idea of a loving and just God, but few read about that].
I concluded the themed, and lifting the tone, by saying, by mentioning another one of my childhood beliefs, was that a toy elephant I had would come to life, but only when no one was looking. Again, everyone laughed.
I did a little epilogue, noting at how ridiculous our childhood beliefs were, and what such beliefs would be like, had they endured into adult life. I said, ‘They would be a curse’, but I’m not sure if they caught my drift. It seems to me, that partial knowledge is a dangerous thing.
When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me.’ I Corinthians 13:11
The childhood toy elephant I had has since long gone missing. Maybe, it walked off one night? Who knows? So, what childhood beliefs did you have? What beliefs do you have, as an adult, that hold you back? How do you deal with the latter to ensure that you have a grown-up, mature attitude?
All italicised remarks/comments etc, apart from the Biblical reference, as from: http://www.atimetolaugh.org