Sins and mistakes: part of being human

Continually, continually I sin....If I ever believe I have finally overcome a particular sin, another one unexpectedly rises from the shadows. In response, all I am able to offer is praise to God for His sinless son who overcame sin and death, and who is our only hope.

If I had no fear of making mistakes, I would try all of the various ideas and experiments that enter my mind, even if they seem strange, fantastical, implausible....Also, I would speak my mind more often. Without fear, including the fear of making mistakes, I'd live more fully.

Sufficient for the day is the evil thereof

Sometimes the loneliness is devastating.

Usually I feel that way at night. Though I long for friendship, part of me also pushes people away. Why?

People are difficult to trust. Some of the people I've loved most have betrayed me, including my own family. Many people are so selfish that they're incapable of love.

Yet the pain keeps my mind fixed upon God. We are all in pain, I suppose, even the wicked who are prospering in a worldly sense and who never think about God. The more time I spend with God, the farther I drift from the world....

Live just one day at a time....Indeed, I don't know what shall happen tomorrow. Yet God knows, and for that reason I am comforted.

Comments on the continuing cultural decline of the West

Whenever the majority of people forget about God, society starts to decline. Clearly, this has been happening in the West since the last century. Yet the last century still maintained a vestige of dignity, so I am thankful that I was born then and still have memories of the days prior to social media, which led to the rapid cultural decline we are experiencing now.

Speaking of which, there aren't any contemporary writers I admire, besides a few bloggers. Good writing also ended in the last century, as the internet jacked up everyone's attention spans. Though I like the concise simplicity of modern writing, most articles online are very watered down and shallow. They're meant for skimming, not truly reading.