How have the children been taught? To what idols do they fashion themselves, imitating the actions of those who glitter as tinkling gods? What binds do these gods use to call their followers? Yes, haven’t the generations before mixed their offerings to me in the glitter of religious acts, seeking a god at the appointed hour in the lighting of candles, burning of incense, praying to clay figures and wooden beams, then prancing with false assurance all the rest of the hours of their seven day weeks? The mothers and fathers of these generations have turned to the arts of backing biting, bickering, sniffling, arguing, fornicating, drinking and smoking all sorts of cocktails, demeaning those about them, honoring those who display medals and ribbons and not giving right practice to their children.
To what has a nation sacrificed, simple joys have been turned to drudgery, homes are not held in the protection of its fathers, fornication is the right of all no matter the tenderness of age or the rights of a union in my eyes. Children be born of the cocktails of sin and know not their rightful fathers. They know not even the mothers of their birth who hand the care to others that they might be freed from doldrums of home life, or they are pushed to poor corners that their mothers pursue their addictive lives.
A crumbling home will not hold a nation. Its gaping sins are the invitation to young lives turned to devastation and all wonder why great nations are caving to the one who came in to demonstrate how to steal, and destroy and kill. These are the idols of the children.
Even to hear the words “turn from your evil lusts” falls through the holes as water in a rusted bucket. These people, even the parents, know not what their own lusts carry, from what do they turn and to what do they turn to. A burning stick of weed to a potion of spirits? The addiction to serve the kings of commerce who take your life’s blood to build their own empires? What are the rewards of such lives? Meager in fruit of the spirit, scarce in joy, desolate in prayers, and thankfulness and praise.
Here is a thread that you might follow back to righteous living, thankfulness to your daily bread. God’s Prophecy, The Daily Prophet