Dear Jesus,
If there was ever a time for a grand curtain call, a time to flip the switch and illuminate the darkness shrouding our world, Brother, it’s now. We need the sequel; we need ‘Jesus: The Comeback.’
It’s no secret that society is on the brink of collapse. We’re talking about the kind of disintegration that makes Rome look like a preschool scuffle. Anything goes. Everything goes. And it all goes down in flames. Ethics sacrificed at the altar of instant gratification, virtue crucified on the cross of virality.
When did we lose our way? From the boardrooms to the bedrooms, from Wall Street to Main Street, the story is the same. It’s a free-for-all in a world hell-bent on auctioning its soul to the highest bidder. You see it; we’re drowning in a cesspool of debauchery.
The fabric of society is tearing, and it’s not just the fringe that’s unraveling. It’s the core, the heart, the very essence of what it means to be human. The rampant moral decay, amplified by the cacophony of social media, has turned vices into a spectator sport. Humility? Please. That ship hasn’t just sailed; it’s capsized.
Greed masquerades as ambition. Lust is mistaken for love. Envy is the driving force behind innovation. It’s a circus, and the clowns are running the show. The gluttony of excess is everywhere, and moderation has become a rebel cry. Jesus, the world is choking on its own indulgence.
Remember when wrath was a deadly sin? Now it’s a marketing strategy. Lust? A banner headline. Sloth? Stream it 24/7. We’ve turned the cardinal sins into cardinal virtues, standing our value system on its head until it’s spinning like a top, ready to fall over at any second.
Kids are growing up with role models who value flash over substance, style over character. The world is loud, flashy, and empty — a hollow shell echoing with the sound of its own arrogance. Violence is the currency of power, sex sells higher than stock, and the truth is just a product to be packaged, marketed, and sold to the highest bidder.
Jesus, you threw the money changers out of the temple. Take a look around now; they’re not just back—they’re in charge. The temple’s turned into a stock exchange, a casino where the house always wins and the poor are left scouring the floor for crumbs.
It’s all upside down. But you, Man, you’ve been the King of flipping scripts since back in the day. And if ever we needed a plot twist, it’s now.
So, here’s the rallying cry for you, Jesus — drop the ‘be right back’ sign and make your entrance. Because if you’re planning on saving humanity, you might want to put the pedal to the metal. There’s a world down here that’s gasping for air, a world that needs a shepherd, not another wolf.
The stage is set. The actors are in place. The audience is holding its breath. It’s your move.
Faithfully, but urgently,
A voice in the wilderness
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