The writer of this vivid account of moms going almost full trainwreck seems to be a generation or two, at least, from any spiritual foundation at all. The intellectual and moral foundations aren't good either.
The solution for diminishing returns from pleasurable activities is to cut back on overindulging and go help someone besides yourself for a change, not to go out and find even more expensive and perilous avenues of self-indulgence.
The solution to pervasive meaninglessness and sinful desires is to find what God wants you to do, and then do it. Starting with believing in Jesus Christ as your Savior from sin.
Their recruitment of other women into this lifestyle is actively wicked.
There was a heartbreaking local story some years back, about a mother of three who died in a hotel room of a drug overdose because her dealer--who was there the whole time--mixed it too strong.
God help their husbands and children.
James Dobson is like garlic to a vampire to this type of person, but his "Love Must Be Tough" book addresses things like how to respond to a spouse who wants an open marriage.
A couple months ago, I put a piece of paper on the fridge--our Scammer Prayer List. We were often getting multiple scam calls per day, and while probably none of them told us their real name, God stills knows who they are and where they live, and He surely has something better for them to do all day than bother people like us.
Two names went onto the list, and these scammers were duly prayed for--they still are--and suddenly the number of scam calls dropped, by a lot. The list still has only two names on it.
The Bible says that "the gates of hell" will not prevail against Christ's Church.
A boomer apologizes, albeit without much clarity.
"It is not meet to take the children's bread, and to cast it to dogs," Jesus said; Matthew 15:26.
I recently understood that I am spending my life in rebuilding spiritual and practical foundations that had been foolishly undermined by previous generations.
Several months ago I was reading a nonfiction book by Christian author Paul Tournier, and made it about three-quarters of the way through before being drawn away to other things.
When I picked it up this last week and finished reading it, I found references to about a dozen Bible passages that had come up in my daily Bible readings in the interim, mostly obscure Old Testament personages with a variety of afflictions; Tournier was a Swiss doctor famous for connecting his Christianity with his medical practice.
I also read a Christian fiction book this last week: Deadline, by Randy Alcorn. One day, what I read in the book mirrored my morning Bible reading on that same day.
