The Paradox Of Our Time
I heard this at PromiseKeepers this weekend from the one and only Mike "Pinball" Clemons. You'll never find a more genuine person in this lifetime. Very insightful.
We have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.
We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time;
We have more degrees, bue less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.
We know too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too seldom, and watch TV too much.
We have multiplied out possessions, but reduced our values.
We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life; we've added years to life, not life to years.
We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbour.
We've conquered outer space, but not inner space.
We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.
We've split the atom, but not our prejudice.
We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less.
We build more computers to hold more information to produce more copies than ever, but have less communication.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men, and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships.
There are the times of world peace, but domestic warfarel more leisure, but less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition.
There are the days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses, but broken homes.
These are days of quick trips, disposable daipers, throw-away morality, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer to quiet, to kill.
It is a time when there is much in the show window and nothing in the stockroom.
Indeed these are the times.
We have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.
We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time;
We have more degrees, bue less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.
We know too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too seldom, and watch TV too much.
We have multiplied out possessions, but reduced our values.
We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life; we've added years to life, not life to years.
We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbour.
We've conquered outer space, but not inner space.
We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.
We've split the atom, but not our prejudice.
We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less.
We build more computers to hold more information to produce more copies than ever, but have less communication.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men, and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships.
There are the times of world peace, but domestic warfarel more leisure, but less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition.
There are the days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses, but broken homes.
These are days of quick trips, disposable daipers, throw-away morality, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer to quiet, to kill.
It is a time when there is much in the show window and nothing in the stockroom.
Indeed these are the times.
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