A different kind of travelogue. As an avid young traveller I often wondered what would it would be like when I got older, gathered commitments, created children and accrued debt. This is what it's like.
After Applecross, the pass of the Cattle, lots of fish/chips and a very long days driving we headed for a local Bed & Breakfast
The owners were negative Christians who seemed to be more than a little tired of the hospitality game. They weren’t Scottish. I don’t want to get stuck into Christianity. I don’t suggest that these people represent all Christians.
I agree with at least half of the central concept of the words attributed to Jesus “Love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind. This is the greatest and most important commandment. The second is like it: Love your neighbor as yourself. All the Law and the Prophets depend on these two commandments” (Matthew 22:37–40)
So lots of love. Nice. I get a little confused by followers of Jesus who ignore this part and go to other less emphatic parts of the Bible to find justification for their prejudices. So when I am exposed to Christians expressing prejudice about gay people, about slightly different strains of christianity, about women priests and displaying bona fide racism I often wonder why they ignored this rather important part. I sometimes tell them that they missed it but I am not interested in getting into the curious business of using the Bible to Bash Bible Bashers. It also occurs to me that if God did create everything he (she) also created Bill Hicks. (Warning; Bill uses the sort of language I hear everyday.)
I am interested in the loving your neighbour part. I didn’t start an argument. I did spend a large part of the day explaining to my children why homosexuality is not wrong, why women are equal to men and why racism is essentially evil. We had another long journey and there was time to talk.
These intolerant people were not that bad. But they had no insight into their intolerance. They will not put me off Christians. They will not even put me off Bed & Breakfasts. They certainly didn’t put me off Scotland.
Onwards. There are mountains to climb, rivers to cross and sights to see. And indeed sights not to see like a giant swimming dinosaur in Loch Ness.