As tradition would have it wartime news was often bad. News of relatives that had died or that had been seriously injured was (and still is) routine for these soldiers’ families. No news was more often than not ‘good news’.
The trouble is sometimes, in the rest of life certainly, no news can actually be bad news. For instance, there are many times that we don’t get the sort of feedback that would be warranted but for distance, a lack of confidence in the person wanting to give the feedback, or tact or political correctness often get in the way.
We can easily—and falsely—think we’re done no wrong and are otherwise on the right track, especially in cases where the vocal minority are particular positive. Even one person can tell us what we want to hear and suddenly our minds are at a false ease. We so seek the approval of others.
Is it any good for us to be under false allusions? No, the truth is always better.
We should pray that we’re not ignorant and, where and when we are, that people might have the gumption to come and respectfully challenge us, in love, bringing truth to bear on these situations, and gracefully so.
© 2010 S. J. Wickham.
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