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Time Depravity

laloDepravity is acting in a way that is morally evil or wrong. In life are we ever afforded the chance to relive expired seconds? Is it possible to reach back and re-live? The answer is no. I would venture to say that time is the most valuable commodity afforded to humanity. Do we live in time, or do we simply seek to exist in time, fanatically managing time to best fit the next task or fire that flairs up in front of us. Do we know what it is to live outside of simply existing? Living implies that we seize time and we enjoy where we are. Distraction is a concept formed in hell to keep the living in a state of limbo between life and death, for if we are not living and we are not dead where are we? It leaves us with that next fire to put out and that next project to accomplish, that next career opportunity to chase, and that next goal to seek out. Is that not the very definition of depravity? Are we not taking one of the greatest gifts of humanity, the chance to live, and defiling it to make it evil. We make time an enemy. We say, “How long do I have to be here?” and “Why can’t I be doing something else?” as if where we are isn’t good enough for us. We invent ways to distract ourselves further than constantly being busy we go to such a level that even while we are busy we are never truly in one place living to our fullest potential. We are busy living another life in a world that doesn’t exist as if the one we are given isn’t good enough. Driving too and from, wasting time, not contentedly observing the wonders of living, but ignoring and belittling our chance at glorifying the one who made us. Value time, value life, and live in the moment. Say no to distraction, so no to discontentment. Strive not to just make it, but to enjoy the journey. The illusion of the destination speaks of our misunderstanding of the journey.

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Is College all its Cracked up to be?

A Thought on College as it Appears in Modern Society

College is often sold to the student as being the best time of your life.  It is common practice for those who have graduated college to look back longingly as if college was the pinnacle of their enjoyment, believing that it is the perfect balance of responsibility and freedom.  Expectations are built in the young men and women in high school for the wonders of the college experience, but is it what they really want? I have become aware of the phenomenon that makes college so appealing, the thing that makes it a memory of covetous longing for many.  It is a time when responsibility is only increased marginally and freedom is given full reign.  Its almost as if the educational system has worked to take the college experience and craft it as something that doesn’t actually fit into life.  In life if you move out of your parent’s house, you are responsible for cooking and paying rent, and you must start working. Academia gives all of those responsibilities too you for free in the name of learning, and what do students do with all the sacrifices others are making for them? They do just as any wise human being would do and take complete advantage of them and give way to ceaseless fun mixed with just enough studying to get them to wherever they want to go.  They develop a stigmatism for responsibility because that is the nasty thing that kills the lifestyle of their college experience.  Little do they know that responsibility is actually what they crave.  They want freedom, but college teaches them that they can get freedom without the work involved, and that there are ways to be dependent on others while still experiencing complete freedom.  With this mindset ingrained in students its no wonder that they are unsatisfied with living after college, it’s a culture shock.  The institution that claims to be preparing them for a life outside of its walls is actually preparing them for a life of wanting to live a college lifestyle, filled with irresponsibility, lack of commitments, and a false sense of freedom. 

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Seasons

Recently thoughts of dissatisfaction with where I am in life crept up on me and for a while I listened to them and strove after what I felt was the goal but then I had a lesson on seasons.  Seasons can seem confusing when we are not satisfied with trusting something higher than ourselves, because we must be able to figure it out right?  We have to know where we are going how fast we are going there and if we are measuring up to the standards of all those living around us. What I did not realize is that the need to use logic to know and to reach a firm conclusion of my entire life’s goal is a feeble attempt at control.  “If I only knew why God did certain things I would be okay with it” is in essence saying, “If God fits into my window of understanding I will let him do what he does without a fight.”  Anxiety comes from a spirit that needs to know.

Because of the way we as a culture have evolved we have lost sight of the importance of seasons. Before the industrial revolution hit we relied on the seasons, winter for rest, summer for work, spring for cultivation, and fall for harvesting, but due to changes in society we no longer value the seasons except for maybe their beauty.  What we don’t understand is that the concept of the season has a profound impact on our lives every day and so without this understanding we are content to meander through life without truly divining the season we are in and pursuing it.  I believe that nature is a parallel in many ways to the nature within us.  We are constantly on a journey in life and on this journey we are constantly moving through seasons of change.  The very belief that we are on a journey implies change.  So if we are going through seasons, should we not put our minds to rest in that we are in a season, and that season is where we need to be. With contentment comes understanding and peace.  The earth has no say in what season it is undergoing at a certain point in time, but that does not mean it cannot benefit from its time in each season, and that it is in a specific season for a reason.

Seasons of growth are ruined by jealousy.  If I am in a season of harvesting in my life and am reaping the benefits of what I have sown and yet am looking at someone else in a season of rest and put myself in a state of rest I am ruining my season.  When I try and put myself in a season other than my own I am missing out on what the season I am in is offering me.  Because of this realization I must be content with the season that I am in, which means releasing control of my path and pursuing  meaning in my current circumstances.  Submission to the seasons of life releases stress and promotes a contentment and inner peace that I am where I need to be and if I feel out of place I am simply trying to be somewhere I am not.

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Is Marriage Dead?

           Looking at love and those in relationships its easy to say, “I want to be married” but is that actually what we want.  When it comes down to actually getting married it is a completely different matter entirely. No longer does the naïve thoughts and daydreams of a seamless union between two souls exist.  All thought about the serenity of living together disappears and seems to be replaced by anxiety and a feeling of uncertainty.  Commitment seems like too much to ask, responsibility seems like a never-ending nightmare, and the happiness of being in a relationship with the one you love seems to die away.  Why is this?  Has love magically evaporated over the unusually short time span of realizing that a marriage is not only possible but imminent with your lover.  Or is it that all good things have an opposite, and the nature of evil is to ruin good.

          The sea of love and growing intimacy that once used to be so calm can be easily disrupted by fear. Thoughts of am I with the right person, and is it worth risking my future to enter into a covenant that I have been told since adolescence is dying? To understand this dramatic shift in thinking the concept of love must be understood.  Love isn’t simply a feeling its a desire to sacrifice.  This doesn’t line up very well when applied to the feelings we are taught equate to love, however it is true.  Emotions can come and go and feelings fade, but what stays around for a lifetime is commitment and commitment is a choice.  Choosing takes courage, a courage that is bottled up, demeaned, and labeled as archaic in todays world.  Its all about me, what I feel, what I think, these types of thoughts are brainwashed into us as we grow up and so we take them into our love life.  Is it worth it for me to get married? Am with the right person? We are taught to evaluate love as a selfish form of satisfaction; however, love is really the ability to choose sacrifice and to deny selfish pleasure for another.  At some point you won’t want to do something for you significant other, and if they are truly meant for you then you will find a desire inside of yourself to sacrifice for them even when it doesn’t line up with your agenda.  Is marriage daunting? Yes.  But I would argue that marriage, even young marriage should be encouraged and supported, because without a support system and a culture of true love, marriage will cease to exist and will be replaced by a culture of cohabitation and selfishness.

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The Foundation

Perspectives change,
mindsets rearrange.
In a world of ideas, constantly shifting,
is there such a thing as truth persisting.
The desire to search, and the right to disagree
all taken away under the banner of equality.

When right is wrong, and wrong is right
and acceptance is taught as a doctrine of its wrong to fight.
When in reality no perceivable foundation exists,
and an epidemic of changing truth persists.
How can there be an idea of relativistic morality
if the root of the concept is moral depravity.

The idea that there cannot be ultimate truth,
just a mixture of ideas being pumped into the youth.
Not one of them allowed to be labeled as wrong,
all can believe different and yet are still part of the same throng.
Ideas fail to reach their full significance,
foundational ideas become platforms of dissidence.

I believe in the concept of truth,
the existence of an unshakable reality of which we are in a constant search of proof.
An idea incorruptible, by logic or deception
A way of thinking that defies our logical perception.
If truth was decided by mans observation,
than the basis of thought would undergo a violent cessation.

Truth exists as a foundation never changing,
The only variable is our perception ideas twisting and rearranging.
Fact and truth often bare no separation,
One is used to describe the other a divine revelation.
If we can separate the two we will come to realize
That truth supersedes fact and facts can be used to lie.

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The Lake

Nature reveals the things of the divine in a way man cannot maintain.  To those who listen secrets are whispered, mysteries are explained, and the spiritual essence of the divine is revealed.  The essence of nature is precluded by the illusion of control.  If a man sets his being against the chaotic melody of the created he will be forced to bend, as the directionless does not have a stop to its direction.  But if a man aligns himself with the violence, and relinquishes control to the beauty, he will find a stillness and an understanding not forged by the constrains of logic but by an unhindered union with the creator.

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Suspended; held in balance between a weightless abyss and a great expanse of colored nothingness.  I am overwhelmed.  Lying prostrate caught in a battle as old as time, two cataclysmic forces endlessly weighing against each other, a fine line of neutrality drawn between them, none the victor.  They advance at a measured pace neither making a rushed offensive, neither ceasing their endless barrage, both pressing on, playing the deadly game of time, moving through that gateway as one.

Many have tried to describe it using eloquent words and scientific terms, but in the face of such a forceful balancing such words fail to capture its depth.  In the midst of such power and conflict a thin band of peace and stillness thrives, an absence of all conflict, in which I find myself.  Floating on my back; peacefully, blissfully at rest, all semblance of control released to the invisible chaos around me.  Forces so immense the mind cannot hope to attain control; the only road forward surrender.  In such a moment the foundations of heaven touch down to earth, the dusty unused conduits of pure emotion open, and a pathway to the heavens is established. The walls around my heart so meticulously erected are swept aside by the pure force of the void, and an understanding swept my body.  Peace is not an amiable feeling conjured up by a release of pent up emotion, but the force that releases the emotions itself.  Peace is a violent action, the forcible removal of all except a void of pleasant nothingness, not a place of unknowing, but a place to know and to fully be know.  I lay in that state driven there by the magnificence of nature, and held there by the thirst of my soul. A need for rest, the only hope at action enjoyment.

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