“And as it was in the days of Noah, so shall it be also in the days of the Son of man. They did eat, they drank, they married wives, they were given in marriage, until the day that Noah entered into the ark, and the flood came.” – Jesus
I’m afraid that all the hope for a return to “normalcy” may be in vain, and henceforth will exist only in nostalgia. We have gone much too far for that return.
Ever since the rallying song for “Change” everything pretty much has. The Left has, in the name of freedom, succeeded terribly well in destroying the foundational normalcy that held the ship of civilization on course. The very definition of family, which had been the building block of healthy society till now, has been legally re-defined to include same-sex unions, called “marriage and family.” Homosexuality is now declared as normal and taught so to a generation of gender-confused children. Children, the gift of G-d, are now legally murdered by the millions in the womb, right up to birth. And you might check the statistics of just how may little children are now addicted to the most extreme forms of pornography on their personal smartphones (not to mention adults), all in the name of freedom.
Innocence has been destroyed, values determined only by appetites, and eternal standards of measurement mocked and deleted. In many portions of society fatherless children roam the streets seeking identity in gangs and drugs and crime. This is the new normal. All this has been inculcated into the minds of a new generation that considers this as normalcy, and has fomented a discontent that is now festering with confusion and chaos, rage and riots. What has been sown is now being reaped. And do not chant yourself into a naïve dreamstate that this is spontaneous and without sinister forces guiding this decadence for their own purpose and agenda. And to this has now been added a deadly worldwide pandemic, whose end nobody knows.
Without a return to Judeo-Christian values, there can be no return at all. But, as the Good Book suggests, we can “Strengthen the things that remain that were about to die.” I do think that there is a point of no return – usually in the fourth generation (USA: 1620-2020), but I am always hopeful that we have not yet reached that, but only tilting on the edge. Meanwhile, as we watch the waters rise, we tend the ark and feed the livestock here like Noah, with no rudder or steering, no timepiece or map, trusting the Captain in charge to guide us on to where He will.