My thoughts are saturated. The heaviness of it is uncomfortable. A dark shroud pressing down, close by and far away, across the street and from State to State.

We are deceived.

The enemy smirks, leaps with perverted glee, and we do not see.
But I do see.
What do I do with this candlelight of knowledge?
Put it under a bushel? Blow it out?

The prince and power of the air-he reigns. He owns the place, illegally now, but is still in possession. Held in his grip and sway – all the victims blind and deceived.

Hours and hours, days, months, and years – generation upon generation watches the screens. Screens with images he has prescribed and contrived to while away the time and paralyse the mind.
And he does.
The masses are convinced – no fault, no foul – it’s innocent, we are just amusing ourselves, children and adults alike.
Not so! Not so at all!
And then comes to mind, and now the lips ‘for every idle word we shall give an account’.  Matthew 12:36
Is it not fitting to believe this includes all that we see to watch?

Idle hands (and numbed minds) are indeed the devil at work. 

Musing: Deep in thought; contemplative.
Amusing: diverting

Father, it’s written now. I’d be honored if it is worthy of use to You, not to defeat and depress People, but to open hearts and minds to consider You, and that you are so very worthy of our time and devotion.

Looking Skyward, Kathie 

Revelation 5:2-8