What is it with this World?
“A man of knowledge uses words with restraint, and a man of understanding is even-tempered.” (Proverbs 17:27)
I am not quite there yet.
What is it of this world, in this life that we find ourselves happier than in previous generations? First, do you actually believe this? I am uncertain of the majority, for history teaches that many were always left wanting. There are no doubts that we are always on a journey for greater fulfillment, be it material, position, spiritual or metaphysical. Our desire for more is never satiated; we each have been let loose on this world to pursue many personal needs, seldom stopping to pick up our brothers and sisters.
What amount of sin is available to us now that was not easily attainable in prior centuries or millennia? Is it quantifiable? It shouldn’t be arguable that in Nevada there is little in want out of reach for a few dollars. In Mexico there isn’t anything that’s not available for a little foreign exchange. The more means you have in life, the easier it is to attain any level of desire that pleases the flesh. By virtue of lot in life, the poor should naturally be in a state of greater piety because they can afford so little.
“From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded: and from the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked.” (Luke 12:48)
Why are there so few Mother Theresa’s? Our hero’s are mere boys out of high school and college playing organized games. Olympic athletes spend every waking moment to attain just that, a moment in the limelight, a picture on a cereal box and then a life of mediocrity. Medals and trophies stored up on earth while the coffers of heaven are neglected and empty.
“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and rust do not destroy, where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” (Matthew 6:19-21)
I am nothing here on this earth. I myself am in no position to judge the inequity of the commoner. I can hold no grudge to any foreign body wanting a place of superiority in this world. I am full of want and limited on restraint. Much I have been given, and little have I not misused. Age equalizes the tempted heart, our tastes change, we recognize the tempestuous behavior of immature souls, cringing at the mere thought such folly will bring.
“Words of a man’s mouth are deep waters, but the fountain of wisdom is a bubbling brook.” (Proverbs 18:4)
What is this unseen soul hiding within my breast,
Energy from above, do you wish me a quick death,
Is it you I blame for my limitless test,
Oh entity of unknown shape, are you my last breath?
“Jesus called out with a loud voice, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.” When he had said this he breathed his last.” (Luke 23:46)
It is arguable that we have reached the pinnacle of human prosperity coupled with some semblance of subjective character. There is an amassing body of believers watching the skies. We need not look at calendars to understand what the atoms of this Earth are telling us.
“By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return” (Genesis 3:19)
Our bodies are from this earth, but God put within our breast a spirit to live with him and rejoice for all days. The clock of nature is reaching the hour when God will wait no longer; he will endure the cruelty and wickedness of this place no more. Christians, we cannot put off the inevitable, we’ve let down our guard and we stopped taking care of our own. New generations are going to endure pains we ourselves didn’t prepare them for. We looked to man too many times to provide our needs, our nations are adulterous.
“You adulterous people, don’t you know that friendship with the world is hatred toward God? Anyone who chooses to be a friend of the world becomes and enemy of God.” (James 4:5)
Our lives can no longer only be about voting, but lifting our poor, our weak, our desperate and our destitute. Time is running out, the groom is preparing the way for the bride. God Bless you humble spirits of the Lord. Peace be with you.
