My heart is heavy.
I see the headlines that jump off the screen and the ones that whisper louder buried under the fluff and stuff of life… and I wonder who is standing up for moral absolutes?
A boy gets to violate all the girls in his school by sharing locker room/restrooms with them because he feels he is entitled… and no one said NO!
ISIS gives an ultimatum. They decide who can stay, who has to leave, and who they will voilate in unspeakable ways… and no one says NO! You cannot do that!
Congress makes a deal to sell nuclear devices to our sworn enemies… and no one stops to think of the consequences?
A cop gets denied food just for being a cop and others get shot down in broad daylight… and no one steps in and says ENOUGH!
Honestly, it makes my heart hurt.
I turn on social media and I’m overwhelmed. I see the selfies that jump off the screen and the posts about what’s for supper. I see the fluff and stuff of life screaming for attention above the louder roars of the devil, himself, and I wonder where I’ve been.
Where have I been?
I’ve been tied up in my lovely, midwestern life. I’ve lamented about what I don’t have while taking advantage of what I do. I have much. I do little. My life is fluff and stuff.
When was the last time I said NO!?
When have I stood for moral truth?
When have I had to be courageous?
Merriam-Webster says COURAGE is the ability to do something that you know is difficult or dangerous.
Courage = the ability to stand up for truth and moral absolutes.
Kim Davis has been sent to jail for refusing to issue marriage certificates because she took a stand against gay marriage. She took a stand for moral absolutes. She is courageous.
It’s painfully obvious that if Kim Davis didn’t stand courageously, no one would. I know I haven’t.
I have lived selfishly in the freedom bought so dearly for me.
I have buried my head so deep in the fluff and stuff of social media that I drown out the evil that is raging from sea to shining sea.
I have bought the lie that I still live in the greatest country in the world. It’s past the time of living free and clear in the good Ole U. S. of A.
It’s time to stand up and be courageous and to teach my children the lost art of courage.
They will need it.
I pray it will serve them well.