How to be meek?
When we were little, there was a framed picture over the stairs which you couldn't help seeing every time you went down. It was written in old fashioned language and curly letters where the first letter of each line was red and larger than the others. We didn't really know what it meant and it was one of those things that you were so used to, that you forgot to be curious. One day, Dad explained that it was a copy of something called The Beatitudes, was from the bible and gave advice about the best way to live. He said it might not sound as though people like this would lead a better and more fulfilling life but, in his experience, it was true. Then he said he would give us £5 if we learned it by heart. This was a lot of dosh, in 1975. I don't remember if my brothers tried to memorise it but, sensing money for books and quite a few Sherbert Fountains, I did. I still didn't know what they meant, although Dad did explain them to me. But, in the way that memory verses do,...
