The teenager we have living with us surprised me the other day. Not that that is that unusual.
We went watch the second episode of the Hunger Games series at the cinema. And and I have both seen the first episode, and we watched it again recently to remind us of the story, and so mi laddo had seen it too.
I can’t remember whether we watched the film and read the book, or vice versa. But both of us, having read the first book, went on to read the second and then the third in succession.
At the end of the film, which we all enjoyed, we asked the youngster if he would like to read the book to see what happens next, thinking he would jump at the chance, eager to find out what happens. He’d read the whole Potter series, so no problem with the medium.
But no. No thanks. He’s prefer to wait for the film.
Well, you could have knocked me over with a feather (or almost.)
I do sometimes fear that the current generations do not know how to delay gratification, and need to have what they want now, and that this has almost become a learned generational trait. Maybe I am wrong. I hope so.
I’m sure I’ve already written a blog with the conclusion about ‘mounting on wings likes eagles as we wait upon the Lord.’ I do sometimes see a blog forming these days, only to wonder whether I have already written it. So I shall end this one by saying simply ‘Wait upon the Lord.’ It’s sound advice.