I recently reached 500 likes on this blog, so here’s a thank you to all of you who click the like button when you are done reading.
Seriously, when I get views but no likes, I don’t know what to think. Maybe the person just felt “meh” about it.
Meh, I never use that word. I guess it’s an emoji now, I ‘m sure I ‘m not the only one who can’t keep up with them. I wouldn’t even know that one if not for that horrible movie that just came out. (I didn’t watch it by the way.)
You know, that meh thing is really pretty sad. If you did make the mistake of watching that movie, I’m sure the only emotion you felt was frustration that the two meh parent emojis couldn’t express any… emotion– it was just wrong.
Deadpan characters can be funny, but this was deader and more pan. (What does that term even mean?)
Personally I thought it was sad, the idea of two people never be able to express their feelings with their tones or expressions. It’s like most of communication is gone.
And that’s all the emotion that movie got out of me, except disgust, if you want a review, look on YouTube.
Anyway, meh is kind of like the new “whatever.” You know how people hate it when you tell them that word? “Whatever…” Like you’re just too bored with the conversation.
The truth is , you probably are and just want to get away, but that hurts their feelings. Sometimes with good reason, we can’t always get away from uncomfortable conversations.
I realized today that I have a lot of moments myself where I want to go “whatever” and just back out. I don’t’ want to sort it out. I don’t have the energy or the willpower, just leave me alone, or let me do what I want.
That sounds like both a bratty teenager and a grumpy elderly person.
You know I think elderly people are grumpy because they don’t have to worry about getting ahead in life anymore.
Not that they are all grumpy, but the ones who are.
Maybe we just slip into that when we feel we don’t have anyone to impress. Like how I’m more tempted to just use my authority with kids to settle things and not actually what’s fair; because I don’t have to.
I hate that when I see it in myself, but I realize it’s al too common in humans to be that way. It’s not just me, all of us do that. We let ourselves go when we think we can get away with it.
The reason presumably is that we don’t really like being good all the time, it’s tiring, it feels like a duty we owe God, our family, and ourselves. But when our family isn’t there, we can be okay with shortchanging ourselves and therefore God.
Normally it’s nothing big, not for generally moral people, it’s that little sin yo might not even feel bad about, but you knew it was wrong.
It’s scary when you add it all up and realize how much you do this.
I am not one to say that if you sin in this way a lot, you are going to hell. (If you’re a Christian that is.) I don’t think these sins are always pure evil in of themselves. But in that they are sin for you, they are.
See, personal morality has been twisted around nowadays. It actually means knowing what will be sin for you because it pricks your conscience. Not getting to choose what is right and wrong period.
Sins of unfairness, or inconsistency, or gluttony may not seem that bad, and maybe aren’t bad for others (that is, what you are being unfair, inconsistent, or gluttonous about is not a problem for others) but you struggle with them.
I think we get sick of the struggle partly because we hate that it is a struggle. Why can’t it be easy to be good? Why did we ever make the mistake of letting this become a problem?
Deep down, every human being yearns for perfection. We chase what we once had, wishing we could get it back.
But we also yearn to sin. We don’t like it, but it’s there. Sometimes we give way to it because sin has a way of making it seem more painful to resist, even though it’s actually more painful not to.
We are lazy, I’ll grant you, but my questing is why? Why do we decide it’s not worth an effort?
We do deceive ourselves. Maybe because the truth hurts.
The good news is, you can start again. And you can be your better self and remember that sin isn’t something you enjoy. As always, it’s a choice.
And if worst comes to worst, you can forgive and be forgiven.
But it starts with not saying “whatever.”
Until next time–Natasha.