Friday, October 24, 2014

SEEN THROUGH YESTERDAY'S EYES

Deus, in adjutorium meum intende. Domine, ad adjuvandum me festina.
O God, come to my assistance. O Lord, make haste to help me.

   We try to understand a world gone mad, while pseudo sages propose solutions based on value judgments, humanism, relativism and situation ethics.

   Superficial enlightenment gives approbation to perverse behavior. Where is truth? How can one find it without a firm foundation of fundamental belief?

   Youth denigrates old standards before knowing what to doubt. Smug  professors urge students to venerate current "wisdom", calling past ideas flawed, but fail to review the past objectively or to acknowledge what far greater thinkers sought to know than what our modern pundits pronounce, forever in flux.

   There appears no truth today that holds for everyone. There never was, universally, accepted incontrovertible truth, but honest questioners always sought a concrete credo.

   Few apologists espouse  natural law, and therefore refuse to teach that it applies to all mankind. People come to conclusions based on illogical hypotheses. Thus, anyone may have acceptable reasons for unacceptable behavior.

   A successful civilization depends upon a society of nearly like minds, striving for perfection. Because perfection is unattainable, human beings too often settle for the easy way.

   The general populace seems to accept transitory thinking, which blows with the wind. This is applauded as an admirable and enlightened outlook.

   Standards once adhered to, tenets defended mightily, have no place in a relative value world.
 
   Who calls truth, truth, is castigated as politically incorrect, a bigot, an arcane thinker, a thorn in the foot of progress.

   Who retains moral truths handed down from ancient fathers who believed in a natural order is branded an extremist.

   To quote George Orwell: "War is peace. Freedom in Slavery. Ignorance is Strength."

   The best, the only, hope for mankind is prayer, together with repentance, fervent and continual, offered by those who still remember how to pray, why to pray, and to Whom.

                                                               Dum spiro spero.
                                                             While I live, I hope.

 

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