I want it! Where do I buy it?
The single most troubling thing–one might even say “most frightening thing”–about this ungodly age is the speed and ease with which so many people abandon moral standards that have been in place for thousands of years. It really creeps me out, how quickly they can do that.
I’ve known miserable people who waited for “happiness” without having the foggiest idea of what it was. Free-standing “happiness,” arising from… from what? They didn’t know. It’s one of those things we ought to grow out of. Our era is chock-full of them.
It’s Satanic.
Humanism is a false religion. Today its dogma is climate change, no borders, and fluid genderism, among a host of other godless things.
Pedantic note: The word that’s usually translated in Scripture as “happy” really comes from the Hebrew and Latin words that mean more like “blessed” (and thus happy in the blessing) — “ashrei in Hebrew and “beatus” in Latin. It’s not just in Scripture either. In Horace’s Odes, the “beatus vir” is the same as the “ashrei Ish” of the Psalms, i.e., the man who is blessed and contented [with the simple virtuous life]. In all the cases, the idea is being content with the blessings showered on you by God (or the gods, in ancient Rome) and living a virtuous life, not getting something you have an itch for.
Nowadays “happy” means you got what you thought you wanted at that moment.
I think of Sir Thomas Malory, King Arthur’s last battle, when Sir Lucan tries to dissuade the king for attacking Mordred: “Leave him, sire, because he is unhappy.” Which of course meant un-blessed, doomed.
Arthur should’ve listened.
That’s a good point, Phoebe. What would have made me “happy” 40 years ago is certainly not what would bring happiness to my life today. I’m very grateful for God’s blessing.