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No Longer Surprised

Call me jaded or even desensitized. Tell me I've lost my passion. Try to label me as losing my moral compass. You'll be wrong, but go ahead. I'm just no longer surprised.

I'm reading a lot of articles and blogs decrying the state of our nation, our role models and even the leaders in our communities. We are shocked and taken aback when people choose to do wrong. We wonder and moan aloud when sin takes a front seat, instead of being placed on the curb where it belongs. I'm not sure why.

Don't get me wrong. I am thankful to those who watch and warn. If there is danger ahead, I would like to know where not to step. But I think it's time that we stop pretending that we can live in a bubble of magic and rainbows. Jesus came to this world to redeem it from sin. If that was necessary back then, we can't expect that evil would just give up and crawl back home.

Just thinking about our over-sexualized culture (and the newest Disney darlings that join in) gets us all asking when someone will stand for what's right. Listen people, Paul was writing about this in 1 Corinthians 5:1-2. And Sodom and Gomorrah happened a long time before that. Guess what? Sin is not new and this is just one area that models well how old it is. Solomon was right when he wrote that there is nothing new under the sun (Ecclesiastes 1:9).

I'm not saying we should give up or resign ourselves to this predicament. How about we resolve not to sin (Psalm 17:3 / Daniel 1:8 / 1 Corinthians 2:2)? How about we acknowledge the evil around us and decide to stand for what is right (Philippians 4:8)? How about we no longer act surprised?

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