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Thursday, March 13, 2008

Late Night Thoughts

I can't sleep tonight...

Thoughts of a lost generation... searching... and finding their only reason to live: to survive. A generation that is only out to please themselves, more than to love there own flesh and blood. A generation that only knows love as sex, and peace in relation to war, and a cross as a silly little group's crutch.

Who are we.... Where are we going...

Even worse: Thoughts of a lost generation inside the church. Those who only know the altar as the front of the stage, and those who have no calluses on their knees. A generation lost in cyberspace while half the world doesn't have electricity. We've lost the right to our own opinion to the media. When will we win it back?! What happened? A generation gone bad? Where are the leaders?

There are still a good few. Still pushing. Still believing. Still fighting. I'd like to be a part of that few.

Who am I... What am I doing... Where am I going...

More thoughts of a seemingly steady incline of communication, but in reality, it falls like a brick. We think because the more technologically advanced our communication gets, the better. But now that we've found faster mediums of communication, we've lost the real meaning of communicating. We communicate with each other like we would communicate to a computer. Where's the emotion? Where's the love? Communication involves a relationship. Do we know what we're saying? Do we know the meaning of the words we use, or are we just quoting movies and books? Where's the real "us?" I've been told that if communication stays on the path that it's on, that our words will eventually turn into grunts and growls. I don't want to believe that, but there seems to be some truth.

More thoughts of an all powerful God. Love in form, but not shape at all. Where is He taking us? When will He come for us?

Love has taken on new meaning:
Love is patient
Love is kind
Love does not envy
Love does not boast
Love is not proud
Love is not rude
Love is not self-seeking
Love is not easily angered
Love keeps no record of wrongs
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth
Love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres
Love never fails.

God, Love our generation!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Wow, Lance. So much truth. I am going to be thinking about what you wrote for a while. Thanks.