I rather quickly discovered that to find the ‘easy way’ all I have to do is take the ‘right way’ and prune it down to the point that it doesn’t demand anything of me. But despite its rather dubious appearance of ease, what it ends up demanding of me is my integrity. And there’s nothing ‘easy’ about giving that up.

If our goal is to discover the easy way, there’s a really good chance that we will stumble upon the wrong way, which is anything but an easy way.

The paths in front of me are so numerous that it’s difficult to choose the right one. Yet I can rather quickly solve the problem by realizing that it’s not the paths in front of me. Rather, it’s the path above me.

Someone once said that ‘the end justifies the means’. And as I think about that, I’m not certain that any kind of ‘means’ that are justified will take me to any kind of ‘end’ that I want to be at in the first place.

I would rather die by my convictions than die by the culture that defies them.

It has been said that my convictions served a generation that lived out its days in the backwaters of an ignorance fed comatose by intellectual stupor. And although I find it painful to say, I would contend that this is in fact an apt description of today’s generation.

Are the disjointed efforts of opinions, biases, cultural mandates, politically-correct notions, and all things vogue and trendy an effort to write ourselves sweeping permission to justify sweeping behaviors that will in time sweep us away?

To take a stand based on the fickleness of the culture verses the weight of principle is to believe that part of standing up is falling off a cliff.

I might wish to consider that upon which I stand, for in fact I may be standing on nothing which means that in reality I am not standing at all.