Tired, But Ready

It’s been a weird few weeks…

boxers-bellIn fact, most of 2016 has seemed wired and weird. Schedules, sleep times, life… Little has functioned as one has been trained to expect. What seems down is weirdly up, and what should be up has bottomed out.

Surrounding me are some really good people who are super positive, and they help keep my focus off the negative and on the positive. I hope that I am doing the same for them. It’s like “iron sharpening iron” (Proverbs 27:17) that we keep our countenance sharpened for the better! But like an unresponsive prayer, you wonder if anyone actually understands what is going on.

The election cycle could be symptomatic of real life, or it is a horror show written by a little author in a junk filled room down a long hallway in the basement of a haunted mansion. Cobwebs. Spiders. And spooks. Oh, My! Neither candidate or party is favored. Infighting. Name calling. Emails. Words. Lies. Deception. Theatrics. More lies.

Fear mongering emails and commercials beg you to over-react to this cancer; buy this insurance lest you leave your family ill-prepared for your passing; and plant fear that the stock market will fail at any moment (Yes… I’m waiting for that shoe to drop!).

An article posted in USA Today, however, tells the world that if you are a religious person and regularly participate in your faiths activity, then you have a better than average hope that marriages are better, kids act more appropriately, and you will probably live longer. (Read Here) In fact, maybe as Karl Marx wrote, “Religion is the opium of the people”, then maybe the drug that helps us live a more organized life is simply participating in something bigger than we are.

If it were simply this, then all our woes would be handled decently and in order. James pens some words in his epistle to the nation of Israel (the 12 tribes scattered abroad):

If anyone among you thinks he is religious, and does not bridle his tongue but deceives his own heart, this one’s religion is useless. (27) Pure and undefiled religion before God and the Father is this: to visit orphans and widows in their trouble, and to keep oneself unspotted from the world.” (James 1:26-27, NKJV)

But religion, like politics, is seldom pure as we pit our label of belief against other and more diverse labels. (Read Labels from Yesterday’s Post) Most religious beliefs, even within the ranks of Christianity, is a collection of diversely opinionated views of right vs wrong, and good vs bad.

“Boxers, too your corners. When you hear the bell, come out fighting.”

We live life waiting on the bell. Geared for the fight, we just wait on the clanging. Alarms sound like clanging bells to wake us up before work or school, and we start off our day fighting! Calendars and schedules are full of task just waiting on a trill from our smart phone telling us it’s time for the next event. School bells ring kids in, breaks for each class period, and rings us out of the school house at the end of day. Workers clackingly punch their time cards for start and end of days, and, oh yeah, don’t forget that 15 minute break…

Where is the peace and normality of the day?

I find mine in the early morning hours. Thinking. Praying. Devotion. Scripture. These are the things that prepare my mind and spirit for the day ahead. “I pity the fool….” (in the voice of Mr. T) who has nothing to turn to but the opiates of this world. It’s time to find something better than what this world has to offer.