I am so depressed. I just watched the 6:30 evening network news. It wasn’t just the news about Ukraine or the terrorists in Nigeria trying to turn the clock back to 1500 AD. That was bad enough. But there was the addition of an endless amount of commercials for drugs for disorders I have never even heard of. Drug companies must sit around inventing new afflictions so they can sell medications not only for real ills but for fantasy ills. Knowing how suggestible people can be they know there is always a percentage of the population that will say, “Hey, that’s me. I need to tell my doctor I need that pill.”
I have figured out why we like to talk about the good old days, which were not. We were just uniformed. We didn’t know about all the horror around the world. But now we have network news on TV. Night after night there are reports from some part of the world with the day’s worst stories. Maybe I need one of those advertised pills for depression. I didn’t need one until I watched our planet’s worst. That must be the drug company’s marketing strategy.
Whatever happened to the good news? Unemployment continues to drop. Then there is the really good news. I mean Good News. We have a great report. Jesus is alive and well. He loves us. He is preparing a place for us. While we by ourselves can never be worthy, He is worthy. He is anxious to have as many as possible take advantage of what He did for us. Just accept the Gift and it is ours. There, now I am not so depressed.
Written by Roger Bothwell on May 9, 2014
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