I’m Back…Again.

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Yes, it was sad to hear one so young (see this post if you have absolutely no idea what I’m talking about) regurgitate the Shirley McClainish, San Francisco like, progressive (please), self defeating, dribble she’d been spoon fed her whole life.

It hardly seems fair.

But then again, how was she any different than so many others I observed in Costa Rica?

and before your good ole’ American pride starts kicking in, know this,

We’re worse.

Much.

 

A nation full of prodigal sons and daughters.

Our heavenly Father has lavished us with so much good, and He longs to have a relationship with us, but we refuse.

He’s blessed our socks off.

Most of us have so much to be thankful for.

Just living here, we’ve inherited so much.

But, like the prodigal son, we want to take the money and run.

But unlike the prodigal son, most will never return.

We much prefer the darkness to the light.

Oh, and we can go after darkness like Paris Hilton goes after a new handbag!

The families I saw we’re from all over Europe, Costa Rica, and America for the most part, but nearly all had one thing in common. They we’re all scrambling to have a ‘good time.’

Life.

Liberty.

The pursuit of happiness.

I wanted to tell them all that the pursuit is endless.

You never get to the pot at the end of the rainbow.

Not without Christ.

I honestly wondered what families had to live for who have no real clue about their eternal destinies.

It broke my heart.

And it made me drop to my knees in thankfulness to my heavenly Father for sending His Son to take care of my sin problem.

He took care of yours too you know.

Just trust Him and you’ll have an instant ‘reason for living.’

That’s why our family not only had a great time, but we had a purposeful time as well.

God comes first for us.

Even on vacation.

Especially on vacation.

But I just didn’t see much of that.

People seem to love anything and everything above their Creator.

Don’t stand in the way of us and our crap!

We love it.

In fact, I think I’ll blog about the love affair we all have with the absolute worst things in life.

Tomorrow.