If you haven’t already seen it, please be sure to take a look at the five-minute video that I posted over the weekend about my recent site redesign. I had talked about it for months and then it was a messy transition, but things are finally as they ought to be. Click here to watch my brief ramble on the subject if you’re interested.
When you talk about “the good old days,” it’s easy to forget the past wasn’t so great for many of our fellow Americans. (I made this point in “What if ‘the Good Old Days’ were never as good as you remember?”) On Friday, I discovered the new album of one of my all-time favorite artists was available and he has an excellent song which makes a similar point. Pat Terry was one of the pioneers of modern Christian music in the 1970s and his new song, “Whose Good Ol’ Days?’ reminisces about the differences between the black and white communities where he grew up in Georgia. Without pushing guilt or anger on those who might have been blind to the issue at the time, the song gently covers ground which is similar to what I wrote about.
The more mature I’ve gotten, the less inclined I am to believe that I know how to tell others how to live. As I’ve understood myself more, I’ve realized that all I can do is share what little wisdom I’ve come to feel through my own experiences. And as I do that, I realize that some things I experience are broadly true as objective reality (which I can’t prove) and that other things are far more murky and individual to every person. The irony is that as I understand things which are more universal in the human soul than I’ve understood in the past, I’m more aware than ever of how very much I still don’t understand.