We live in an age of irresponsibility.
Students don’t study for their tests and yet demand good grades. Employees play solitaire all day, drink coffee, and steal pens and yet demand more pay. Singers who can’t sing get mad when Simon Cowell tells them they stink.
The whole world is screaming, “Don’t judge me on what I do; judge me on who I think I am.”
What a dumb world, eh? Wonder where they got that philosophy from?
The Church is to be the moral lighthouse in the foggy harbor of this age. Yet rather than point out sin, error and demand repentance, we’ve changed the Gospel. We’ve made God into a kindly, somewhat-senile grandpa.
We have the idea that we can claim to be believers and yet live like heathen scum and that this is OK because “God won’t judge me on what I do, He’ll judge me on who I think I am.”
Feels good to believe that doesn’t it? Won’t feel good on judgment day.
“These things hast thou done, and I kept silence; thou thoughtest that I was altogether such an one as thyself: but I will reprove thee, and set them in order before thine eyes.
Now consider this, ye that forget God, lest I tear you in pieces, and there be none to deliver.
Whoso offereth praise glorifieth me: and to him that ordereth his conversation aright will I shew the salvation of God.”