I tried to talk to my parents about my concerns for "cookie cutter sermons" at dinner today, and they didn't say anything. My mom changed the subject. Why? My dad finished one of my sentences for me, giving me the impression that he understood what I was talking about, but then he didn't say anything else. I kinda wish my parents were passionate people. Its like they have lost any drive to do anything, but isn't that how it is supposed to be when you get "old"? You lose your passion, your drive? I don't want to be like that. There is too much to do out there.
I've been thinking a lot about death, and as a result, a lot about life too. What it means to live, to live a life for Christ. To live a life that Christ would be proud of and say, "Yes, that is a little bit like how its supposed to be." I see so many distortions of God's message in the world today, from Christians and non-Christians alike, from both leaders and followers. It saddens me, angers me, frustrates me. What is worse is that I see it most prominently, the most up-close-and-personal, in my friends. That is even worse.
Where has the world's desire to change gone? Why aren't we trying to improve ourselves? Why are we just letting the whole of society slip down the drain, slowly but surely? Or is that just my opinion, that the world is getting worst? My mom is always saying how every decade had its problems, and yes, I do think that if you go back to the 30's or the 1800's, they had their own share of debauchery, immorality, alcoholism, perversion, complacency, hatred, etc. etc. But I do think there is a downward slope. Why? Because now its accepted.
Verse 1:
The battle line is drawn
It's all in black and white
Hope is pulling forward
And fear from behind
It's time
It's time to make a move
So what will you decide?
The clock is ticking on
Don't let it pass you by
It's time, it's time
Chorus:
The time is now for lifting souls
The time is now for letting go
From your skin to your core
Let light and love
Come rushing through the door
Verse 2:
You learned every song
Memorized the verse
Took the bread and wine
And even bought the shirt
It's time
It's time to draw your shield
It's time to draw your sword
Be the resistance
Oh Lord, Oh Lord, Oh Lord
It's time
Yeah, it's time
-The Time is Now, by Phil Wickham-
