Starting out in life, why do I walk in one particular way and not in another? It’s because of (1b) “counsel”, isn’t it? Advice. I doubt that there was ever a time in the lives of human beings when there have been so many voices to listen to – all giving (1b) advice. In the early 20th century radio and film were in their infancy. TV broadcasts post-date WW2. The World Wide Web is a creature of this century. Facebook is even more recent. All give counsel. Whose (1b) advice is best – for my happiness?
Having taken advice (and having rejected other counsel) I find myself on a certain (2b) way. This pathway, this road is the one on which I’ve chosen to travel. On this (2b) road are the others who see things as I now have chosen to see them. My way – my conduct, my lifestyle – will continue like this.
Now, today, therefore, I’m resident in a certain (3b) seat. Around me in this cinema of life – in this my only reality - are others enjoying the same things as I do. Others seats, other possibilities used to be available but they don’t interest me anymore. It’s now too much effort to change my (3b) seat.
Whoa. Deep down, I’m actually unhappy. Why?
The Psalmist speaks. It all started when I decided to follow the advice of the (1c) wicked. When I had “enemies” – even at school – someone advised me to get one over on them. No one counselled me to do what Jesus taught – to love my enemies, to do good to those who hate me, to pray for those who harm me. I began to put “me” first.
Embarking on my life in a certain way was easy. I was even popular with all my friends – my (1b) counsellors. Then I found that, on my (2b) roadway, folk on that particular roadway were all (2c) “sinners”. I was standing with them in seeking the very best for myself.
After all that, the matter is now settled. I’m (3a) seated in the (3b) seat of (3c) scoffers. Scoffers? Yes, mockers. But what are we all laughing at? And why is our laughter so unhappy?