Loneliness

person in black pants and gray sneakers

In most situations of our citizens today, people have more money, better jobs, better health care, better housing, however even though they are living longer with all of the aforementioned benefits they are less happy than in previous generations. Recently I listened to a speaker talking on this current status of many people in our world. Not just people in this country but across the globe.

I’m sure there is a song ‘Money can’t buy me love’, maybe by the Beatles, but apparently, there is more to this idea than just words to a song, and indeed, money can’t buy happiness.

The speaker, Dennis Prager, went on to say that as America was founded on Judeo-Christian values and this in the past generations gave values and meaning to life. Since the 1940s the Bible and religion have been on the decline and many young people are told that God, the Bible, and religion are nonsense. Also, these same young people are told our country is flawed and basically, all the things that at one time gave meaning (and value) to lives are assigned to the garbage can.

Some people have said that each person has a God-sized hole and no matter what you try to fill that hole with nothing but God will complete it. So that even if you have more of everything else nothing else will make a person happy. In my own family whether you ascribe to the explanation of a God-sized hole it appeared to be a real thing.

The further away from God and the Bible we got the further we got away from happiness, self-control, and contentment. Our individual families became less functional and continued the downward spiral—unless or until they came back to seeking God.

Truly in most generations whether it is vocalized or just a thought there has been the question what is my purpose? Often people seek something greater than themselves to be their purpose. Overlooked is an idea I’ve seen a number of times, we look for some great purpose in our lives, but what if our purpose is small, not great? What if our purpose isn’t to find a cure for some horrendous disease, or the invention of some fantastic invention? What if our purpose is merely to love and be loved; to show others how to live in peace and love others?

Satan has been called the prince of this world and it’s easy to get wrapped up in following after this world and its charms. And it has many charms. I’ve been a longtime advocate of the stay-at-home wife/mother.

As we can see the old poem, The Hand That Rocks the Cradle Rules the World sums life up well. Who rocks the cradle of the majority of our American children nowadays? From cradle through college, it’s our government. Many women give birth and a few weeks later they’re back at work and the baby is at the sitter’s. And parents don’t know what our government-run schools are teaching their children and school-age becomes younger and younger. And when kids get to their older years we wonder where they get the ideas they have…

Titus 2:

3)  “The aged women likewise, that they be in behaviour as becometh holiness, not false accusers, not given to much wine, teachers of good things;

4)  That they may teach the young women to be sober, to love their husbands, to love their children,

5)  To be discreet, chaste, keepers at home, good, obedient to their own husbands, that the word of God be not blasphemed.”