Tentative
There are piles of books scattered everywhere, waiting to be read. Pages waiting to be filled with notes.
The older one gets, the more grey things become. By that I mean that one gets a broader perspective (hopefully) of things and events and with experience is able to link things together. But with that broader perspective also comes the hesitation to make a definitive statement on anything. That more or less explains why I’ve blogged less (There are also other reasons, but we’ll stick to this one, hurhur).
Webs of information, how one careless sentence can spin off into two or more different perspectives. Who would want to be a cause of that?
So the words of James, brother of Jesus, continues to echo. Words such as slow to speak, doer, bridle his tongue, good conduct, and many others. What to make of it.
