I lift my eyes to the hills … and if a major company and the
local landlord have their way, my eyes will see fourteen of the biggest wind
turbines in the UK whirring away night and day, generating electricity for
which there is no infrastructure to carry the electricity to its destination,
hundreds of miles south in England. The turbines will enable a lot of
self-congratulatory back-patting in Holyrood and fill the pockets of a few
investors, but they won’t help with our energy needs for years.
There is a programme on Radio 4 called The Moral Maze, in
which various experts debate issues which present us with moral conundrums. There
are so many, like the wind farm proposals for the Hill of Fare. I’m all for
green energy, but sensible solutions which actually address the urgent problems
now.
Jesus compared some of the leaders of his day to whitewashed
tombs, looking good on the outside but inside full of corruption. Praying today
for political leaders across the world, that they would be cleansed of any
self-aggrandizement and pride, and built up in integrity and wisdom.
We live in precarious times. I am so grateful that when I
lift my eyes to the hills, I know that my help is in the name of the Lord, the
ultimate source of clean energy.
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