Welp, I've gone done it; I've sold my soul to the blue collared man for a factory job to "get by". When one sits back and imagines what the actual concept of "the American dream" is, what the reality has become is quite startling. We have become a society in which, if we were to choose one phrase to define us, it would be the words "I GUESS". I GUESS it's okay to put a halt to my ambitions for a barely steady paycheck. I GUESS it's okay to flush my beliefs down a drain of shame. I GUESS it's okay to settle for a lifestyle that I never fathomed in my youth.
We are truly intriguing creatures when it boils down to our nature. When we are children, our minds run our bodies off of our dreams. As we grow, our bodies begin to take the ropes of our dreams. Our flesh enraptures our spiritual minds and hearts, tangling it in vines of convention. What's good for right now? What is the best option RIGHT NOW? There is a generational fear of long term; uncertainty has become an albatross that will eventually break our bodies into the ground. Writhing in pain and attempting to scream with mouthfuls of dirt, we will settle. We will adapt. We will adapt to anguish if it means we can get by for the time being. In all honesty, this has completely numbed my mind from thinking about it so much today.
Faith in our Creator and hope for a better day seems like a long off dream that we only held in ignorance. This IS a reality, but has been sold out for another. We sold off our Jesus to be some cartoon character dancing in our minds when we let Him pop up now and again. Like some toy we can take out at our own discretion, but stow away in our attics to only talk about Him to our grandsons and daughters. Like some fairy tale without an agreed upon ending..this reality has become one thing: a joke.
On our tour of the factory place today, the people working there looked like they wanted to shove a shotgun in their mouths over what they are doing with their lives. Will there be change? Seldomly. We settle for a paycheck for one piece of percieved "reality". We've given up on hope! we've given.up.on.hope!
Most of my blogs that discuss a relationship with God end up usually being a very positive outlook towards the end. But in today's society, we have news channels that shoot tragedy into our eyeballs and gossip that tears our ears off of our very own heads. We thrive off of negativity to get by and it becomes known as "keeping it real".
Really? Keeping it real?
Yes, this world can be a terrible place. But why is it a terrible place?
Here's the catch: we made it that way. We made our own filth. We made our own hell.
For thousands of years with our separations, our "religions" and our wars waged amongst eachother. We've dug in a deep grave on this planet, but we have a Father reaching down to get us. But the worms and the dirt have become familiar faces, so we make it a homely comfort to stay.
This is our pain, and we have a way out. Will you open your spiritual mind? Or will you keep the door closed?
If my childhood self could see me now, he'd kick my shins with great swiftness due to me putting my dreams on hold so I can "keep it real" and "get by".
Deep down, I feel him tugging and punching; it's killing me.
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