Try as we may, as hard as we may, as often as we may to separate consequence from action, to pull apart the perpetually entwined notion of there always being consequences to every action we undertake, it is still an impossible task.
Admittedly, some have succeeded in deceiving themselves into believing that they’ve done what could never be done, and undertake actions without the constant fear of incurred consequences.
One can readily see this mindset everywhere, both in the church and without, both in regards to spiritual matters as well as purely physical ones.
Although we know it is a lie, we like to believe the guy who tells us we can have the car of our dreams with no money down, and no payments for fifteen years, even though we know eventually someone, somewhere, at some point down the line, will come to collect, and with interest.
Because it has been drilled into us that consequences no longer matter, we are witnessing one of the most self-destructive, quasi suicidal moments in human history, wherein rather than pull back on the reigns to slow down the speeding chariot, we whip at the horses with a gleam in our eye, making them hurtle ever faster toward the precipice.
As a society we have cast aside self-control, self-restraint, and self-discipline as some overly large burdensome garments, and are sprinting with abandon towards a very well built and immovable brick wall. We keep our heads down telling ourselves it aids us in being more aerodynamic, when in our heart of hearts we know it is just unwillingness to look up and see the brick wall.
We can pretend it’s not there, we can believe the fools who tell us it isn’t there, but the impact will dispel any of these childish notions, and all that will be left is the hurt and the pain of having run into a wall at full speed.
I fear impact is imminent, given that we have gone far beyond the point of no return.
With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea Jr.