What have we become as a nation? As a world? I don’t know what else to do but write a blog that probably won’t change anything. But I must do something to alleviate the deep sadness I carry in my soul for this country and for the strife the media is causing.
How can human beings think that what is going on today is alright? I’m not talking about your average person, but the select elite, the ones who have cross-ownership of the media giants, like FOX, CNN and MSNBC?
Their reporting already has so much blood on their story-pitches its unimaginable. These stories, being intentionally divisive, that as we are approaching WWIII, are these owners and leading journalists main concern some establishment agenda or narrative?
Aren’t they interested in the truth? Or even peace? Or maybe staying away from wars that don’t matter and keeping focused on the subtle ones that do?
There must be some big bucks involved and serious necks on the line to charge ahead on this path that this nation is on.
I’ve intentionally stayed away from all media for a couple weeks now, including social media and last night I just happened to click on a few news sites to catch some of the latest happenings. It’s like the further away from it I get, the more aghast I become when I return to look. Like my humanity has slowly returned from the hypnosis of addictive knowledge. Their schemes are more blatant than before. I am convinced that the purpose of the media right now is keep you so drained emotionally and mentally that you barely have anything left in order to use critical thinking skills on the content or intentions behind these stories.
These are Jedi mind tricks by media moguls . . . and not from the light side, but from the Sith himself.
Journalism is referred to as the fourth estate and this proverb jumped out at me:
“Under three matters the earth trembles, And under four it is unable to bear…” Proverbs 30:21
Kind of interesting when all four estates of the realm are operating under tyranny, how can a society withstand it?
But there are Jonahs out there and Esthers, Daniels and Moseses. People that have unplugged from the media, weeping before God for this nation and for His people around the globe.
We all know it’s coming, I just wonder if we actually believe it and if we could be doing more to stop it.
Can you imagine a collective whole, each doing their part before God, waking up slumbering souls to the storms that are brewing in our midst, just like Jonah was jolted awake by his shipmates as he fell asleep running away from God?
Or maybe our imaginations are so caught up by the screen that we really don’t know the pains of the tragedies of war; the darkness of night that deep betrayal brings and the looming numbness that remains after an assailment.
Like the packing of Hermitage Hall before the battle of Leningrad, we just keep working, before sun up to past sun down like nothing has changed, where we all trudge through each day, knowing that each passing hour, draws us closer to blood shed and miracles.
Regardless, it’s like a zombie nation, some working their fingers to the bone from relentless demands, some too irate to think rationally, others too broken in their own personal sufferings to think beyond individual survival or others maybe too aloof, thinking it can’t happen here.
Regardless of the slot that our emotions and circumstances land us, I’m sad.
Not angry, just sad.
Sorrow is better than laughter, For when a face is sad a heart may be happy.
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