“Being wrong has never felt so right…”
It’s a thought that makes me shiver. What kind of lies are we deluded by to enable us to think that we will not be destroyed by such choices?
I know that worldviews like this shouldn’t be a surprise, but that doesn’t make it any less devastating to think about. I can’t help questioning what I hear, searching for the light of some deeper reality that we don’t readily see.
Why are we so intent on ruining our one chance at life? Why is living for ourselves so much more appealing than living without the threat of death? What are we thinking?
Acting on broken thoughts; gorging ourselves on philosophies devoid of meaning — we have nothing because we miss Christ. But we like this lack of true potential for the liberty we in managing it; after all, our greatest fear is in knowing fullness that in some way requires us to be emptied. Truly we are missing the whole nature and delight of pure and unadulterated life.
If we knew the cost of this defiance of our own deepest cravings, would we continue on so debilitating a path?