You gotta be
You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold, you gotta be wiser
You gotta be hard, you gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger
You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together
All I know, all I know, love will save the day
I understand why people stop reading the news. Not only do I not trust major news outlets (and many of the ‘minor’ ones) but the news is so depressing that I find myself tuning it out in frustration.
Major shooting here, another one there — and just hang on, there’ll be another one soon. 😦
Father kills mother and children. Children try to kill mother. Mother’s boyfriend beats child to death. Toddlers put their brother in the oven.
I realize that our 24/7 exposure to everything that happens as soon as it happens means we hear things that would once have passed us by, and that hardly any of it is “new”. We just hear about it more.
Suppose I wouldn’t mind hearing if I could do something. I pray, of course, and (despite the mockery of the New York Daily News) that’s no small thing. I understand in theory why convents and monasteries were created to pray for the world and those in it — I could spend all day praying. But I want to do more, and due to time, resources and personal obligations, I can’t.
Never has the world needed Jesus more, and never was it so likely to reject Him. I used to be able to talk to people who didn’t believe and at least get a courteous or neutral discussion going. Now, it’s a matter of anger, insults and rejection, almost without exception. Things, as Dr. Dimble said, are coming to a point. There’s no “give” any more — except in the worst way imaginable.
Lord Jesus, come quickly. It’s only going to get worse. And in the meantime, please give me courage to do what is right in YOUR eyes, not mine. I don’t have any interest in being Laodicean.
You gotta be …