Do we need to debate an argument of objective morality, to prove God’s existence? Can’t we look… upward towards the sky and beyond, to clearly observe a magnificence of His, spectacular handiwork?
Are we nothing more than animals, stuck in a plague-filled universe of endless, ruinous destruction? Are certain levels of violence deemed acceptable and necessary? Are we seeking excuses… to shirk
away from the responsibilities of being our brother’s keeper? Can our human actions be judged simply, as either good or bad, to match our current disposition? Can any of our behaviors work
favorably, to move us from a state of chaos to one of divine peace? Is Love and self-sacrifice genuine? Or should we just live with a sad realization, that we prefer to act badly as only… inhumane jerks?
Inspired by: Gen 4:9, 6:5; Jer 17:9; 1 John 4:8
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