"Thou desirest truth in the inward parts and in the hidden part thou shalt make me to know wisdom ... Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow" (Psalm 51:6-7)
"The thoughtful soul to solitude retires", said the poet of other and quieter times; but where is the solitude to which we can retire to today?
Our "vastly improved methods of communication," of which the shortsighted boast so loudly, now enable a few men in strategic centers to feed into millions of minds alien thought stuff, ready-made and predigested. A little effortless assimilation of these borrowed ideas and the average man has done all the thinking he will or can do.
This subtle brainwashing goes on day after day and year after year to the eternal injury of the populace. There was a time, not too long ago, when a man's home was his castle, a sure retreat to which he might return for quietness and solitude. I cannot refrain from remarking that the most ominous sign of the coming destruction of our country is the passing of the American home. Americans live no longer in homes, but in theaters. Let no one smile. Rather should we weep at the portent.
The mansion of the heart will become larger when their doors are thrown open to Christ and closed against the world and sin.
~A. W. Tozer~