I watched the Grammys last night until I could no longer take it. It wasn’t so much of the vileness and filth (Yes, that too), but boredom and meaninglessness of it all that I couldn’t take any more. It was like staring at a sewer water flowing through for an hour…
What I saw was people desperate for meaning and joy. Somehow they were trying to manufacture it through music and artistry. But never really able to get at the core of what brings meaning and joy. It is not love. It is not music and dance. It is not sex. And it is not  approval by your peers (all the whooping and cheering will not bring you lasting meaning and joy)
C.S. Lewis is right when he wrote: “It would seem that our Lord finds our desire not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea.”
“Com out of her, my people, 
so that you will not share in her sins,
so that you will not receive any of her plagues;
for her sins are piled up to heaven,
and God has remembered her crimes.”
Revelation 18:4
We live in the world, but are not of the world. We live for a different world – that of the kingdom of God – and for a different king. We no longer live for the king named “self-fulfillment, independence, self-glory,” but live for God who is over the self.
Would you pray that you will find more joy in God than in the gaudy distortions of the good things He gave?
PH