The World Isn't All Bad

Don't let them get to you.

I also have felt the tempting pull of nihilism. Drawn into the endless cesspool of social media, I have left myself believe that darkness has won and that there’s no point in fighting. I see the pain, the suffering, the evil in high places, and feel powerless, broken, and defeated. Endless streams of dark images, one after the other, successfully pulling my gaze down, towards Hell, and away from the light of Heaven.

I see brothers fighting, I see chaos and drama, I see hatred, resentment and envy. I hear screams and insults hurled from side to side. I see all of us pursuing the Truth and falling for the schemes of the devil, who wants us to forget humility, charity, love. I see sin running rampant, and too many lost souls desperately chasing it.

I look outside and see grayness, and sad colors hidden behind dust. I see power lines blocking the view, and plastic poisoning the streets. I smell rot and decay, gasoline and weed.

I do understand. I understand why you could think we’ve lost this war. I too have been consumed by resentment. Against myself, against men, and against all of us, as people who deserve no salvation. I have let myself believe in the futility of it all, and looked around hopeless at a world that needs to burn.

I understand the temptation to give up and proclaim all is lost, in the hopes that heavenly fire rains down on us so that God can build a new world.

But even in the midst of this endless night, I can’t help but see in the eyes of many a noble desire and the start of something new. It has made bearable the all-consuming darkness that plagues us, and it has brought warmth into a world too often cold. I have found the tiniest of lights, and it grows within me, and it’s becoming more and more obvious why the world deserves another chance.

Because even at the most terrible of times, when evil holds power over us, and pride and arrogance and envy have poisoned the hearts of most, whatever spark of good is left is always enough to justify us fighting back. Anything else would be to surrender and stab God in the back.

Not only because we’ve been promised victory at the end of it all, but also because one of evil’s greatest tricks is exaggerating its hold over us. Maybe we see the darkness of the world because we’ve let the devil convince us that there’s no light at all. Maybe we can choose to look somewhere else and see the beauty of the world God has blessed us with.

I see the loving embrace of a family. I see the smile of a child, and all the colors of the earth. I hear the sound of the crashing waves and the rustling of palm trees. I look towards the horizon and see the face of God in the orange sky. I hear my grandma tell stories of her youth and see the warm memories in her face.

I choose to look upwards and see the open sky, and in it the eternal promise that evil will not triumph. I turn off my phone and see in the eyes of the real people I talk to that they’re honestly doing their best. I go outside and am met with mostly kindness, and even when that’s not the case, it’s really not as bad as my phone makes me think it is.

I close my eyes and feel God’s presence, and it reassures me that even in dark times, light always ends up winning. It fills my heart with peace and it wakes me up from the paralysis of fear, urging me onwards, upwards, towards Him.

It reminds me that in dark times the light of a good heart can shine the brightest, and of the duty we have to bring as much light and warm into a world that desperately needs it.

All is never lost, and God always wins in the end.

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