The evening is ticking by and I've turned the T.V. off. It's time to think. The silence sings in my ears, well actually it's tinnitus, but I am fortunate, it is not an intrusive, unpleasant kind. Sometimes it takes the form of music, pretty much like Glen Miller and his big band. I used to think my neighbour was thoughtlessly playing music at 2 a.m. Once I found out it was my own Big Band I made friends with it and it lulls me to sleep. So many things in life are not so bad if you think them through and accept what is. The problem with noisy neighbours is often with you. The more you fret the worse it seems and you get yourself all steamed up. Of course we should all expect to have a quiet life and people should be considerate. In Britain we had a sitcom called "One foot in the grave." The main character was an older man, Victor Meldrew, who was very grumpy and took great offence at the lack of consideration of others, but consequently worked himself up into a right old state. Sometimes it's best to "go with the flow" and accept a little inconvenience.
First of all thanks to Fat Prophet for your interest. I see from your blog you are having trouble commenting. To get back to my assessed service. Criticism albeit constructive is harder for some to take than others. I felt a little crushed after my assessed service but then remembered I had recorded it on my dictaphone. I listened to it all through and although my assessors were quite right about me speaking a little quickly and rushing from item to item, I was actually very pleased with the content of my sermon and how I presented it. So I have decided to take heart. I highly recommend other trainees to record your services. You can hear your good points and your bad and there is no argument about it, it is all caught on the recorder.
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