The Pentagon and I

So there I was. On one of the most beautiful beaches with the most beautiful family. It was a holiday of the “minimalist” variety. Small tent, large field, no electrical hook-up, privy 800 metres away (not helpful at 3am with my appetite for drinking tea late into the evening). You get the idea … back to the beach.

I received a text? from a friend (I promised my wife I wouldn’t look at emails until I returned to the office) telling me that my blog had been hacked and the content was “nasty”. Now don’t get me wrong I was very appreciative of the text and the sender, thank God for him, who later helped me mitigate the situation; but the message did set my pulse racing and my mind whirling. I knew that I was short of a number of things that could help me with the hack situation; a laptop, wifi, internet cafe ….. I was stuck next to a sandcastle on an isolated beach with the only other civilisation a few hunded metres away being campers on my field who themselves had chosen to escape the distracting lure of all things gadgety.

Whilst my previously mentioned friend ensured that the world of facebook was steered away from pointing to my blog all I could do was pray and bite my nails hoping that no one of a sensitive nature would wander the world of the web onto my blog where they would have been treated to a pastor’s personal message to them to “go away” …. though in fruitier language, and even possibly have a nasty file downloaded onto their computer.

Yesterday on my drive home I was listening to the radio and during a news item I was overcome by a sense of calm. The news reader was a bearer of perspective for my troubled mind for she reminded me (and a few million other listeners) that the United States government are still spending hundreds of thousands dollars pursuing the extradition of a young man from the UK whose crime was to, get this, hack without much effort into the mainframe of that bastion of U.S defence (read defense if you’re an American) the Pentagon.

The world suddenly seemed a little sweeter for me. For why should I be so troubled about someone violating my blog when Gary Mckinnon an unemployed computer geek from London infiltrated and damaged 92 networks run by NASA, the Pentagon and 12 other military installation scattered over 14 states.

My blog is now obviously back up and running (though I no longer count my chicken ..) and my simple message for my attacker …. stick to your day job … you’re no Gary McKinnon.

Oh ..? and Jesus loves you.

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Russ leads New Life Scunthorpe. He is married to Sarah and they have two amazing boys Jordan and Joseph. Russ is committed to raising leaders who raise leaders. He believes that church should transform people and transform places and so he urges followers of Christ to turn up the contrast and believe in a Big God, build Big People & belong to a Big Church.

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