Wow! This is a heavy week. I had a long, and quite complex, translation that needed doing asap. I did manage to finish it, but it ate up a lot of time. So much time, that I have neglected my blog, and its readers.
However, this little translating experience sort of restored my faith in the existence of a superior being. Why? Well, on Tuesday I had my usual appointment with my law firm. Now, it just so happens that this group of people cancel once in a while, and I have to admit that I was sort of praying that they would cancel Tuesday’s lesson, as that would have given me a little breathing space. No, I thought, that would be far too much to expect.
Well, as it happens, they did indeed cancel! I just could not believe it. Cancellations are usually a little annoying, but this time I was just about jumping for joy. Someone, or something looked upon me favourably that day.
Stop reading, start speaking
Stop translating in your head and start speaking Italian for real with the only audio course that prompt you to speak.
I’m not great believer in superior beings, but I have to admit after Tuesday’s stroke of luck, I did start to wonder. And should my luck not have been luck as such, but more like some form of divine intervention, I have to say a big thanks!
This little event also got me thinking. I mean, although I am not exactly religious, I do find the argument ‘something or somebody must be responsible for the universe’ difficult to refute. Yes, there may be a scientific explanation, but what kicked everything off? This is extremely difficult to explain, and even science has a more than few problems with it. Big bangs, chemical reactions, and things bouncing around the galaxy for zillions of years may explain how we came to exist, but before that? There was nothing, you might retort. OK, fine, I shall reply, but, I will ask, “Who or what turned the nothing into something?”. Explain that if you can. Although nobody can. And even if the religious types out there say, “It was God.”, I may well ask, “But what or who created God?”. Answers on a postcard, please. Although, I won’t be getting any postcards because there is no answer.
Will we ever find out? Possibly, but not for a long time yet, I imagine. And by the time we do, I shall be long gone, of that I am sure.
In the meantime, I will continue to be surprised when I benefit from unexpectedly fortuitous good luck, and I shall hover somewhere between being an atheist and an agnostic, or visa verce. Then again, maybe I should really be an atheist, for I am not sure that whatever or whoever started everything off could or should, of even would want to be considered as a deity.
