I can’t stand silence. I like quiet, but silence unnerves me, I can’t think. So, if I’m still working around 3 or 4 pm I’ll turn on the TV to let something like Oprah play in the background.
I used to watch Oprah all the time, not so much now. I enjoy some of her stuff and other things I disagree with; it’s hit and miss. I just say this so you know where I’m coming from; I wouldn’t want you think I was some unthinking Oprah junky.
Right, so, yesterday at about 3:30 when the Kung Fu Master went off to play I decided the TV would be a nice addition to my silent house. I flicked Oprah on to see if her show was worth listening to. Above all else, it occured to me that that show was the perfect counter point to my point yesterday.
I’ve heard (or read I should say) many church people critiscize the “Gospel of Oprah” looking down on her brand of loose religion. I’m not saying I agree with everything she preaches from her pulpit, but if Isaiah and James are right and true religion is comforting the widow and sheltering the orphan then I’d have to say that her version of the gospel is right on the money.
(Let’s not argue semantics.) I’m really not creating a campaign for her – like she needs any extra publicity – I just wanted you to see yesterday’s episode. Or at least see the bits of it that you can on her website.
My dream? Someday maybe I’ll be able to inspire greatness in thousands of people; to call out to the heart of a nation (and beyond) like Oprah does today. Sigh… Well, I’ll settle for making the world a better place one heart at a time.
