Soft Convictions

We are soft. Soft in our society where we can have one group claim to be so heavily oppressed that by using the incorrect grammar for what they want to be called is likened to physical violence. Others scream, lead chants, bashing a system that has created an economy that has been kind to them, allowing them to freely speak out against those establishments that created them. Soft politically where the only recourse of argument our politicians have against the other is equal to the second grade bickering found in our school yards. Soft conventionally where we have turned what is acceptable to be perverse and what is perverse to be normalized. I believe the worst however is we have become soft in our convictions. When is the last time that we have looked towards our Moral Compass and truly weighed the scales on what our heart is bent to. “What sorrow for those who say that evil is good and good is evil, that dark is light and light is dark, that bitter is sweet and sweet is bitter. What sorrow for those who are wise in their own eyes and think themselves so clever.” You tell us in Your word if sinners entice us, do NOT give in, do not consent, do not accept them. You tell us do NOT go with them, do not partner with them,  do not give them your mind intellectually. Don’t be like them, do not emulate them, do not set them as the standard. The clarity of what You have commanded of us has been railed against and ignored. Our convictions are now shallow and in danger of drying up. The seriousness of sin and the weight of it has become so mundane to talk about that the second nature now is to completely ignore the direction of good and give in to darkness. The darkness so hates the Light that when a small flicker sparks it’s met with a deluge made up of verbal vomit, face contorting, body writhing wailing that says “Foul, that’s offensive, you cannot say that to me, it goes against my truth!.” Our well maintained countries of prosperity are the only places such rhetoric is allowed. Why? If it were any other country who actually knows oppression and injustice, who knows calamity and experiences it rather than the vapid imaginations of the mentally unstable, they would be cast out, locked up, or done away with. It’s quite humorous that tEns of people call for tolerance in the most tolerant of places yet won’t go to those places who are not accepting to speak their truth and demand change. They fear the Muslim who responds with death, but not the Christian who responds with love. I pray for deeper conviction, to look towards You as the standard that shapes my morality, Who pours into my intellect, Who guides my decisions, Who teaches me the stark contrasting differences of the sweet and the bitter. I pray for Your Spirit to embolden me, to create in me a sense of urgency about the brutal consequences of a fallen, sinful nature. For our country, our brothers, our sisters, the sick and the healthy, the downtrodden and the well off, the lost and the found that all may turn from their sin, of which I am reminded of what Paul said, “among them, I am chief,” so the log, Lord, I need your grace and mercy to help remove. May You bless us Lord that we may be a blessing to others, Amen.