MISTLETOE AND WINE "Bachelor Boy"

a writing by James Stephen Thompson

Mistletoe and Wine “Bachelor Boy”

2 Corinthians 9 12-15 This service that you perform is not only supplying the needs of the Lord’s people but is also overflowing in many expressions of thanks to God. Because of the service by which you have proved yourselves, others will praise God for the obedience that accompanies your confession of the gospel of Christ, and for your generosity in sharing with them and with everyone else. And in their prayers for you their hearts will go out to you, because of the surpassing grace God has given you. Thanks be to God for his indescribable gift!



“Mid-December and the break of a new dawn, so dim and so dark as my douvet is drawn. The central heating through expansion does crack, heaters too follow with a warm call back. Together with my own limbs on each lap, and responding together with sounds of a snap. So strange yet so sleepless with a feel so forlorn, the shortest day of the year has now broke with a yawn. Pain and stiffness through time spent standing, tiredness and torment throughout whilst so handling. Medical information and folders too, all to be inspected and verified through. Such a span or stretch of specified time, to so simply handle a further pile as it does climb. Over and over and over again, with attentiveness so to miss not a grain. So much overtime spent standing on feet, or otherwise transferring by aid of a trolley so neat. Time does draw in both speedily and swift, representing that Santa Claus together with each gift. My douvet so drawn so to cut out the new dawn, from where all so simply is brought upon. I alone go my way making track of St Nic., whilst the rest simply stutter for Santa and quick.”

I was however, soon up out of bed and on my feet only to greet what appeared to be weather wise, a pleasant morning. A blue sky overhead, together with a few white clouds. It had been my intention to journey into town by bus that morning, as my supply of what variety of foods my stomach will accept, was now falling. I was finding that it surprised a number of folk when being informed that: I ate because I had to, not because I enjoyed to. I would much rather spend my time, believe it or not, getting on with yet further work, rather than taking in further supplies of food.

Yet, now at this particular period of the year; winter, there is not so very much I am able to get on with. I am actually in desperate need of even voluntary work, simply so as to remain in some sort of constant mental and physical action, throughout whatever period of time. Something I had noticed throughout my past years, being that I would not so simply take to joining in with a large number of folk. It would have been whilst they, most if not all, carried on in ways of conversation, I would have remained silent. Forms of art from the beginning of my time, I would have taken to; so instantaneously.

It was on this occasion whilst standing at a bus stop for public transport, naturally in ways of a bus into town, all I could do was simply, wait. Should further ideas have entered my mind of either a poem or blog, I would only have had a piece of paper and pen at hand.

One bus did keep to its expected time however, a small-town bus. I can state meanwhile that, such transport upon such road surfaces, and around this particular part of the County, was not taken care of very well at all. It was as the town bus pulled up at the point I was standing, only a few stops from its terminal, it was a shock to notify the percentage of seats already occupied. Almost all of them out on a journey for their Christmas stock-up of food, being OAPs. I managed to fight my way and find an empty seat however for, I myself, although not feeling it yet in so many ways, am now beginning to reach the stage of OAP in life myself. Where has all of that time now gone? From what we read of nothing being impossible for God, ask Him to take me back in time. Me, a rich young man! Matthew 19: 25-27 When the disciples heard this they were greatly astonished and asked, “Who then can be saved?” Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” “Look,” Peter replied, “we have left everything to follow You. What then will there be for us?”

Once seated, the bus-driver was soon pulling the bus together with jumps best he was able, along the regular route into town. Meantime, as more boarded and adding further weight apart from packing the small seater bus yet more by aid of prams or pushchairs and shopping trollies also, a variety of sounds in ways of yet a further conversation would evolve and build also. The most common statement among most pensioners now having reached their hard of hearing stage in living simply being; “Ay?” “What?” “Say that again?” “Ay?” “I can’t ear ya mate?”

To myself it was just awful to have been so tightly packed in with such language being brought out before all. I did actually begin to wonder if a few members of the management team from the Nottingham NHS were aboard, through the language used being so horrendous and unpleasant too to be over-heard. As the journey progressed, out in the open, grey clouds appeared and rain was now beginning to fall.

Why, I was asking myself, why had I throughout so much of my living years, spent it to myself? I can say actually that if ever at all I made one small simple mistake in my language; back in my earlier years my father would have wasted no time at all in bringing forward the correction! He recommended that I through his own experiences, should remain a bachelor boy, which I can say so far; has worked out to plan.

I cannot believe myself that, most if not all of the NHS management, spend their time worshipping Santa Claus, Heaven help them before it is too late! As for myself, I progress on today much more at the required pace, all through having the correct Spirit at hand.

Titus 3:3-7 At one time we too were foolish, disobedient, deceived and enslaved by all kinds of passions and pleasures. We lived in malice and envy, being hated and hating one another. But when the kindness and love of God our Saviour appeared, he saved us, not because of righteous things we had done, but because of his mercy. He saved us through the washing of rebirth and renewal by the Holy Spirit, whom he poured out on us generously through Jesus Christ our Saviour, so that, having been justified by his grace, we might become heirs having the hope of eternal life.




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