The world strips away faith, strength, and thought in the name of ease, but Christ calls us to the harder road—the road of discipline, truth, and fullness of life. —D.
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Modernity made its first cut at the soul, and we barely noticed. Faith, once thick in the air, braided into work and rest, into morning light and evening hush, was treated as something quaint. Prayer was abandoned, the old words left to gather dust, as if we had outgrown them. And in their place? A hollowness, a new hunger that no amount of pleasure could satisfy. The world whispered that we were free, unshackled from belief, but all we had done was loosen our grip on the one thing that made us whole.
Then came the body’s undoing. We lost the rhythm of the land, the honest strain of work, the deep knowing that comes from moving with the world instead of against it. We traded bread for chemicals, sweat for ease. Machines took the weight, and we let them. And so we weakened, made sluggish by excess, severed from the discipline that once shaped us. The world told us it was progress, that we had left behind toil and hardship. But what is ease when it breeds emptiness? What is comfort when it robs us of strength?
Now the mind itself is up for sacrifice. Thought is no longer cultivated, no longer sharpened on silence and scripture, on slow, deliberate reflection. We let screens fill the gaps, let artificial minds take the weight of thinking from us. The world tells us this is advancement, that we are being freed from labor once again. But Christ never spoke of ease—He spoke of truth, of a narrow way, of the weight of the cross. Where the world urges indulgence, He calls for discipline. Where the world preaches self-worship, He calls us to die to ourselves. The contrast is sharp, unavoidable: a world that strips away meaning, and a Christ who gives it back in full measure.
We stand at the crossroads, then, as all believers must. The world offers distraction, amusement, a slow descent into passivity. Christ offers the harder road, the road that demands something of us—our bodies, our minds, our very souls. But this road leads somewhere. It leads to wholeness, to a strength the world cannot give, to a life not emptied, but filled. The difference is clear. The question is whether we will take the road that is easy, or the road that is true.