Have just been watching U2 live at Slane Castle, a great little DVD I got for Christmas. It got me thinking to a little moment back in the late 80's when i attempted a robbery of some guys banking the days takings from their shop, I used a claw hammer noone got hurt and I didn't get any cash! In fact I did get something, a short spell in prison a 2 year probation order and a 9 month condition of residence at a probation hostel, not what I planned when I started out. Anyway the thought was that just before I attempted the robbery I had the words of the U2 song "Desire" going around in my head. I was high on Speed and all I can remember is that i kept repeating the line "for the love of money, money, money" I chanted it as my mantra "money, money, money" as I charged in for the cash!
Anyway in the Autumn I am standing in a fantastic villa, you've probably never been in one like it. I am not showing off thats just how it was. When all of a sudden the line "all of this, all of this, could be yours" started to fly around in my head from the U2 song "Vertigo".
I had a difference response this time, I didn't get sucked in to day dreaming and working out how i could get what i want.
I recognised it as the not so subtle voice of our culture creeping up on me and trying to take me off course and distract me from what I am called to do.
Funny thing money, I like it and hate it.