Psalm 137 By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept when we remembered Zion. There on the poplars we hung our harps,  for there our captors asked us for songs, our tormentors demanded songs of joy; they said, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”  How can we sing the songs of the Lord while in a foreign land?

Rarely do people “walk the aisle” at Church anymore. When I was growing up people would sit and listen to the preaching of God’s Word then, at the end of the service, people would “walk the aisle”. They would put their pride aside, and go forward to pray. To seek God. To ask for forgiveness.

We live in a hardened generation.

Two little old ladies need help. I bring them to Church every time they are able to come. We used to use their car to get them to Church, but their grandchildren talked them out of their car. Oh, they paid grandma a thousand dollars for a car that was nearly new, a nice vehicle that cost about 28 times what they gave. The grandkids promised granny that they would make sure they got to the store when they needed food. They promised to tend granny’s yard. They promised a lot of things. I went to pick up one of those little old ladies last night and we couldn’t use their sidewalk. It was overgrown with bushes. The grass is a foot high in the yard. The grandchildren have made merchandise of their mother’s mother, and now are no where to be found.

What has happened to our country? What is wrong with this generation, this selfish group of people? This “feed me” but “heck with you” generation that chases after whichever politician can stuff their bellies the tightest?

Yesterday I visited two other little old ladies in nursing homes in two different cities. Both were alone, no family in sight. One little old lady told me when I came what a blessing it was to be “remembered”. This generation and the one that came after is all about convenience. Put them in a nursing home. Take their property. Do you know that for the “privilege” of taking them from their homes the nursing home will take and sell the homes that these precious people raised these greedy children in? Yes, the law allows it. After all, we have our rights, and do not want to be inconvenienced.

We live in a hardened generation. We live amongst monsters. And yes, YOU might might be the monster.

So what can we do?

We can complain about the monsters, but that fixes nothing. What of compassion? We have allowed monsters to take over our nation. Judges kill our babies through legalized abortion. ISIS grows because of the monstrous decadence of the west. We can finger point, and blame, and listen to these two idiotic political clowns as each blames the other for our problems. The problem of America is not Democratic or Republic. The problem of America is a generation that will not stand up and fix the problem. We want to hire another clown for the circus while we sit texting on phones smarter than we are. We want to lay in bed watching television, or being an “Activist” on Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram. We want to party with a perverted granny in a vodka commercial. We want more than a minimum wage while we do a less than adequate job. If we complain and do nothing, we are just part of the problem.

We can get up. I don’t want to, but I’m going to mow granny’s grass today. Her good for nothing, thieving grandchildren will not do it, and my wishing won’t make it better. So I’m going to fix their yard, and take them to get groceries. I’m going to visit those abandoned in the nursing home. I cannot get their homes back, but I can love them in the home they are in.

Christ follower, you must get up. Christ follower, you must let Him use you. You must quit sitting and start being part of the solution. Do you know someone in need? Go to them. Help their helplessness for Christ’s sake. Be a  light to those in darkness. Speak Christ as you DO Christ. If we pull together we can see a change in our world, one soul at a time.Quit hoping some political buffoon is going to fix the problem. They can’t. God can, if you let God use you.

For God’s sake. For Christ’s sake. For America’s sake.