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Despite my sometimes-cynical attitudes, I am constantly amazed and disappointed at the level of laziness in our country. Obesity is on the rise, both for adults and children, regardless of the all the new diet fads. Anymore, it seems that all of society’s woes are blamed on some physical illness or condition, but the vast majority of doctors will tell you that obesity is a laziness problem. Rarely will you find someone whose weight can be attributed to a physical condition like hypothyroidism. Typically, the root problem lies with people eating all the wrong things and not exercising appropriately. In short, people are lazy and getting more so by the day.

We see this everywhere around us. People will sit in their cars for 15 minutes, blocking the parking lot lane just so they can get that slot that is 30 feet closer to the store, when they could park a little further away, walk to the store, and be inside in a matter of 3 minutes or less. Others will drive around on little scooters, built to give those with physical handicaps the advantage of mobility, only to hop off and saunter to the head of the line. In many cases it seems as though people work harder at getting out of work than they would were they to actually just do the job straight up. And then they have the brass to blame their condition on everyone else.

Personal responsibility is an important value to me. In my mind a person should reap what they sow, and if a person is too lazy to get things done, then perhaps that individual should have to go without some luxuries for a little while. We might even find that the obesity problem in this country would shrink a bit (yes, pun intended). I do not, however, think that government funding of awareness programs is the answer. We have seen that they do not work, anyway. Instead, more time and effort should be spent instilling good values into the next generation, teaching them what it means to work hard and take care of oneself, rather than teaching them how best to mooch off society and get the most reward out of the least amount of effort. I tend to think that good parenting leads to healthier, busier, harder working children, who one day grow up to be healthier, busier, harder working adults. At least, that’s the way it worked with me.

Battle Lines

The battle lines are clearly drawn — two sides, two agendas, one aching pain. On the one side, the old man. On the other, the new man. Some days it is merely a squabble, on others World War III. On the one hand, fierce, intense depression of the black hole variety, threatening to suck my soul from my body, to drain all the color from the world. On the other hand, a gentle, nagging hope, so soft and quiet that I hardly realize that it is there sometimes. Here, a desire to indulge in fleshly pleasures, to feed those pet carnal appetites. But then here, a craving for godliness, righteousness, a relationship with my Lord that actually means something and pours out onto others. This, laziness. That, a desire to work for what is good, knowing that it will involve the deepest pain I have perhaps ever experienced.

The battle lines are drawn. And I am at an impasse.

Life Is Painful

Life is painful. And the sooner I come to terms with that, the sooner I can get on with the business of living Christly and of fulfilling obligations that I am responsible for. Ultimately, I don’t really like to have to struggle and work hard, and it is especially difficult for me to struggle to improve in the area of my spiritual life. And yet, a big chunk of me desires improvement in this area, to be able to force myself out of bed in the morning to spend some time with God, to be able to actually be a strong spiritual leader for my wife, to defeat the pleasures of the flesh that have this irritating tendency to dominate me — in a phrase, to be a Godly man and husband. And yet the ‘old man’ dominates, inflicts his laziness upon me, and I am powerless against it.

But life is painful. And the funny thing is that I expect it to be otherwise, and so I keep treading water, hoping it will get better of its own accord. Yet, it never does. So, the thing to do is to face the pain, the hardship that goes along with growing, and fight the pain and fear and goes along with daily living, seeking my Savior all the way, and hopefully encouraging others to do the same while I’m at it.

And if I really want to go into the helping profession, then I really best get at it soon, or chance wrecking my whole ministry…..