to doom scroll is to squander
(don't waste such all the incredible opportunities)
“Please don’t squander one bit of this marvelous life God has given us.”
(2 Corinthians 6:1)
In my mind, I call one of my neighbors The Squanderer™.
He’s been given the gift of life — along with health, family, and so much more. But, in the long time we’ve lived in close proximity, he’s given no outward impression that he’s done much of anything to honor this gift.
With that in mind, I’ll shift the focus to something far more applicable to everyone.
I wrote recently about the brotherhood of gloom:
"Left" & "Right," "woke" & "patriot" — all united in the name of doom
The doomer life is a form of squandering. Wallowing in a state of despair is never conducive to contributing to sustainable positive change or a meaningful life.
Each and every one of us is born with unique gifts with the potential to inspire earth-shattering transformations in ourselves and others. The enemy wants more than anything for you to feel powerless and uninspired. He wants you cowering on the sidelines while a spiritual war is being waged.
Yes, there are formidable obstacles to be overcome.
Yes, it can be difficult to feel motivated and/or know where to start.
When stricken with this perspective, I take a cue from Albert Camus:
Sure, The Powers That Shouldn’t Be appear to be relentless and omnipresent. What an ideal time to accept the challenge! Find your life’s mission despite the impediments. To borrow from Esther 4:14, we were made for such a time as this.
P.S. From the archives:
What a time to be alive!
“You don't want to squander your wonderful life.” (Proverbs 5:9)
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You're not wrong.
I am still trying to break free from the habit formed as I watched, with morbid fascination, society collapse.
I claimed 2023 for joy, then realized I had no idea what that might look like.
It's November, and I am still kinda at a loss. But that new grandbaby sure helped.
I AM scrolling a lot less.
I love that Camus quote and so many others by him, this one especially:
“In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger—something better, pushing right back.”