We've been to Basil-end this morning, called Basil-end, because when we lived in Essex we used to pop to Basildon and here we pop to Bridgend. We couldn't get used to calling it Bridgend so hence Basil-end.
We saw a young lady we knew and stopped to chat, she remarked that we probably knew her wife, as they live in Porthcawl.. I am someone brought up in a very strict chapel, by a Victorian grandmother, and always have been a church go-er, so same sex marriages are not in my beliefs. Hard for some people to understand I'm sure, but at 83 years of age I'm not able to change now.. but I don't dislike people and how they want to live, nor judge them, even though its not my way of thinking... so as we said goodbye I gave her my warmest, kindest smile, thinking to myself, WWJD.
Chrisxx
6 comments:
Life is constantly changing . . .
I do agree with jabblog!
All the best Jan
That sort of situation can be difficult can’t it. And it occurs with greater frequency nowadays. Gracious courtesy need not imply approval.
Sorry that last comment was Margaret from New Zealand. I’m currently on holiday and my phone is having difficulty adjusting
My Mum taught me to ask myself "What Would Jesus Do?" when confronted with any challenge. It is helpful, and give a smile and hug" seems a good answer here
I love your renaming of Bridgend to Basil-end.
Some situations can be difficult and WWJD is a good path to travel.
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