“All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing” – Edmund Burke
I think the hardest part I’m having with turning 35 this month is having seen how much our world has already changed during my lifetime. Sure, it hasn’t all been bad news, but there is no question that our world is in steady moral decline and no one seems to have any answers.
It’s hard to even talk about morality these days because as soon as you say anything you’ll be accused of thinking you are better than everyone else. I make no such claims, and I’ll be the first to take responsibility for my many faults, but I would like to think that my parents did a great job of instilling a respect for God, myself and others in me compared to what’s out there today.
I attended churches of various denominations throughout my youth and did not stop attending church until well into my teens. I did not stop attending at that time because I no longer believed in God, but rather because of it. I found it impossible to continue my personal faith within the church when a lot of what they taught seemed to contradict what I was reading in the Bible. While part of me feels guilty about not worshipping with others even today, the truth is that things have only gotten worse in the church in the time since and I would be even more at odds.
I’ve completely changed my media habits over the past few years, no longer reading a newspaper on a daily basis or turning on a TV newscast at all and the only time I listen to the radio is occasionally on my mp3 player as I’m riding on the bus or walking around town. It just got too difficult to hear what is going on without becoming completely outraged, depressed, or both. Not that I have been able to stick my head in the sand completely. My daily volunteerism gives me enough of a picture of what goes on, but even there I’m careful to limit my exposure by keeping to myself much of the time.
There’s a lot that I would love to say at times, but it is often not my place so I keep my opinions to myself and just try to do whatever good that I can and lead by example. Perhaps that’s the problem. Maybe I should say more, but right now I’m at a complete loss of words.
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December 13, 2011 The Kids Aren’t Alright (Which Makes Me Really Wonder About Their Parents)
“All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing” – Edmund Burke
I think the hardest part I’m having with turning 35 this month is having seen how much our world has already changed during my lifetime. Sure, it hasn’t all been bad news, but there is no question that our world is in steady moral decline and no one seems to have any answers.
It’s hard to even talk about morality these days because as soon as you say anything you’ll be accused of thinking you are better than everyone else. I make no such claims, and I’ll be the first to take responsibility for my many faults, but I would like to think that my parents did a great job of instilling a respect for God, myself and others in me compared to what’s out there today.
I attended churches of various denominations throughout my youth and did not stop attending church until well into my teens. I did not stop attending at that time because I no longer believed in God, but rather because of it. I found it impossible to continue my personal faith within the church when a lot of what they taught seemed to contradict what I was reading in the Bible. While part of me feels guilty about not worshipping with others even today, the truth is that things have only gotten worse in the church in the time since and I would be even more at odds.
I’ve completely changed my media habits over the past few years, no longer reading a newspaper on a daily basis or turning on a TV newscast at all and the only time I listen to the radio is occasionally on my mp3 player as I’m riding on the bus or walking around town. It just got too difficult to hear what is going on without becoming completely outraged, depressed, or both. Not that I have been able to stick my head in the sand completely. My daily volunteerism gives me enough of a picture of what goes on, but even there I’m careful to limit my exposure by keeping to myself much of the time.
There’s a lot that I would love to say at times, but it is often not my place so I keep my opinions to myself and just try to do whatever good that I can and lead by example. Perhaps that’s the problem. Maybe I should say more, but right now I’m at a complete loss of words.
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