Sorry boys – I can’t join your revolution!

I’ve connected with a group of mad yokes on Twitter! They’re a motley crew of complainers and curmudgeons and I love them to bits. 😀 There’s quite a bit of ranting going on, but they are very respectful to me even though I don’t fully agree with them, and in fairness don’t fully understand them either.

I was tempted to start a revolution meself when I saw this on the road to Kenmare!

Some are looking for a revolution. Some are angry at our government. Most seem frustrated with the cuts that are chipping away at the best asset that Ireland has ever had – her people. It’s a passionate cry to ‘give Ireland back her heart’ as one guy puts it. Having grown up listening to my granny singing ‘rebel songs’, these guys remind me of the spirit of those old come-all-ye’s. Songs about the fight for freedom  and justice that came with a huge cost but was never really won. The aching heart of the ‘fighting Irish’… it’s all there.

The other frustration for them is how few there are joining them in their ‘crusade’. The fact that I am responding and engaging in the conversation has earned me a bit of kudos I think! Today I was even offered the position of ‘Captain’! But I graciously declined it. 🙂 You see guys, I’m sorry but I can’t join your revolution.

I really don’t believe that is what God wants – not for me and not for Ireland. When I pray the ‘Our Father’, I ask for His Kingdom to come on earth as it is in Heaven. When the Kingdom of God came in the time of Jesus, it did not come as believers of God thought it would. It wasn’t a political overthrow. It was quiet person by person regeneration. Jesus didn’t come in and sweep the government to one side, changing the political scene from the top down (which He would have had the God given authority to do). No , Jesus came to the people and changed hearts and minds, encouraging us to change our communities – from the ground up and out!

The Bible tells me to pray for those who have been put in authority over me. It’s not easy, especially when I have so little faith in any of them, but it also tells me I’m to obey them and not rebel against them. It doesn’t mean I sit back and ignore what’s going on. But I can’t rant and rave and I can’t captain a revolution. Even though it sounds like fun 😉

Thanks for your friendship gang! Don’t give up hope on our country just yet. God’s got her firmly in His sights and He’s not finished with us. Yiz are in my prayers along with our native land.

And if you have one more minute to spare before it’s time to storm the gates 🙂 have a read of this…

Isaiah 42

A bruised reed he will not break, a smoldering wick He will not snuff out!

1 Here is my servant, whom I uphold,  my chosen one in whom I delight;
I will put my Spirit on him and he will bring justice to the nations.
He will not shout or cry out, or raise his voice in the streets.
A bruised reed he will not break, and a smoldering wick he will not snuff out.
In faithfulness he will bring forth justice; 4he will not falter or be discouraged
till he establishes justice on earth. In his law the islands will put their hope.”

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