General Data Protection Yawn

GDPR. Never has a set of initials with so tedious a meaning become so well known. Every company and charity with which I've had dealings has written or emailed to ask permission to keep sending me their missives in time for last Friday's deadline. I’ll confess to using it as a good opportunity to cut down on the amount of stuff I receive without lifting a finger. Salem even has its own privacy notice: Over the 11 days the page has existed on the site, 62 people have clicked on it. I have no doubt that they were as bored reading it as I was writing it. I begrudgingly acknowledge that it’s a little reassuring to know that information held about me should be minimal and justifiable. Over the years, various organisations have obtained, stored, sold and used information about us. We now have the right to find out how and why, and to have it deleted on request. God too, is a data controller. He watches what we do, think and say. Records are kept, and they cannot be deleted under the new data protection law. These records are so terrifyingly accurate and comprehensive, they are sure to keep us out of heaven. In Christ, however, our sin is dealt with and its record deleted from our prosecution files:

As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from us.

Psalm 103:12

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