Kirkby Christian Fellowship
Date: April 19, 2007 02:44PM
This is a very amusing true story and it happened not too long ago, about six or seven month ago...
I've always fancied one of these radio controlled clocks, you know the one's were a radio signal from an outragously
accurate atomic clock, gets beamed to these clocks wherever they may be. Anyway i saw one that would go really
nicely with our living room, it was in a nice case like from the 50's.
I put it on display on our unit and it looked really well. It was cool when you put the batteries in the hands started to
whizz around all be themselves and set up the correct time, magic! I was really pleased with it... except for one little thing.
The hands were silver coloured and the face was white. looking at the clock from more than 4 feet away and it was really hard
to distiguish the hands from the face, you couldn't see what time it was!!
I put up with this clock for about 4 months, and it bugged me that it was such a simple design error, why didn't they choose
black for the hands. Then one saturday afternoon I'd had enough of it. I took the clock and dismantled it. I then painted the hands
using a small tin of enamel paint, the sort boys have for painting plastic aeroplane kits, I know sad isn't it, but I've got 2 daughters.
Anyway i painted the hands red, I done quite a neat job on them, I put the clock back together and put it back on the unit. Bingo,
you could see the hands from 600 yards!! (this part isn't quite true!)
Now I never mentioned that I'd done this 'clock fix' to the rest of the family, I thought they would sort that one out for
themselves. This is what happened next...as told later by our girls....
About a week after, our eldest daughter sat down in the living room, and as you do she glanced up to the clock to see the
time... She was perplexed? 'wow' she said to herself, 'them clock hands really look red from here', the red rug she thought to herself
must be reflecting it's colour off them (i kid you not), She got really flumixed, why are those hands so red, she got up and went right
up to them, 'they look so red' she thought to herself.
Then my youngest daughter came into the room, now she was a bit quicker on the uptake and sussed out what I'd done.
'Kathrine' asked her older sister, 'Do the clock hands look red to you'? 'No' said kathrine, 'the're silver'. 'They really look red to
me'. said Hannah. Kathrine strung her a long for a few more minutes, until she couldn't keep a straight face any longer.
why am i telling you this story?
Because sometime we get so use to seeing something one way only, when something causes us to 'see' it another way, althought
we can see what's in front of us, we can't take it in, because it doesn't fit into our pattern of thought... A bit like this website.
When you look at all what these people have said, it paints a different colour to the one you're use to, you try and take it in so you ask
your pastor 'is this true'? and they say 'no of course it isn't true, its all lies'. So even though you can see the 'different colour (read truth)
you believe what someone else says, its safer that way ins't it.
If all this site was a fabrication of lies, we would, who wrote it be very sad people. However if it were true what we have written here and you don't
believe it because someone (read the doyles) told you it wasn't true, you would be even sadder, because you have allowed someone to take
away your ability to think for yourself.