I Can't Stop Thinking About It
I Can’t Stop Thinking About it
It’s not often a podcast reaches into that dark place in my soul, awakening something I let sleep years ago.
I even had nightmares last night that I’m still trying to figure out.
Kathy is in surgery (cataract’s) and I’m at “Market on Front” in downtown Missoula drinking coffee, watching people and trying to put words to what happened yesterday.
The podcast is Jordan Peterson (episode 305) the topic How Marxism is disguised as woke morality with Dr Yoram Hazony.
This is not going to be a pleasant listen to the woke but for the rest of us it untangles and clarifies what’s going on. For me it put words to my thoughts but it’s deeper than that.
I see what’s missing in our world, foundational beliefs and guidelines we, yes me included, let go of and now feel the need to retrieve.
The doctor is Jewish. The way he lays out his thoughts connects for me since I have studied the Bible with a Hebrew perspective.
He believes part of the problem, a big part, has to do with cultures disconnection to organizations like the church, community, rotary, synagog and so on.
We’ve lost a community principle and traded it for whatever we feel like but those replacements leave people disconnected and with no moral compass. When the moral compass fails, society becomes a place where there is no common sense. Sense is replaced with chaos and crazy ideas that teeter on what once would be considered mental illness.
I’m not doing a good job of explaining myself but as I said this is fresh in my mind and writing this is helping me work through it.
One of the more personal things they talked about was honoring your parents.
I didn’t do a good job of that when it comes to my father.
I failed miserably.
I’m not sure what to do with that but I do know God wouldn’t have connected me to that podcast, opened that wound, if He didn’t intend to show me the way.
It’s funny. This morning someone on Twitter was trying to force me into a reactive conversation. Something about this new understanding gives me a stronger footing and I just don’t care if people disagree or understand what I’m talking about. And I will NOT back down even when they start name calling and taunting me.
When you have a strong foundation and your opposition builds it’s house on the sand, you hold firm and wait for the next storm to wash them away.
I moved to Montana because God wanted me too. I’m finding the freedom I’ve longed to have but couldn’t find in Oregon. It’s not that people can’t find freedom in Oregon, that’s not what I’m saying, but you need a willingness of the culture to listen and be able to hear more than what tickles their feelers or sounds impressive to world.
So here I sit in a coffee shop in Montana perplexed. Excited because I know something is up. I know change is around the corner. I know I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be as God rips up the old to build a more formidable foundation.
But ripping up can include devastation and when I look at our country I don’t see a lot of prosperity in 2023. I hope I’m wrong.
But it’s all part of the process.
I’m 63 and once again God calls me to change.
I think sometimes we think as we grow older we don’t have to change anymore.
But that is a lie.
To live means to be willing to sink, swim, treat water or remain still.
Episode 305 you really screwed with me.
I was just working out, minding my own business and you had to go stir everything up.