The New Strange

Ecclesiastes 1:9

“What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.”

Our culture has shifted.

We’re more distracted than ever before.

Views.

Likes.

Comments.

Shares.

An endless loop of instant gratification,

dragging our dopamine below baseline.

Conversations are shallow.

Short.

Surface-level.

The sacred rhythm of Fitness. Prayer. Literature. Purpose.

Once ordinary,

is now foreign.

Taking God seriously,

showing up with intention,

used to be second nature.

Now it’s strange.

Training the body with devotion,

once the routine,

now considered “excessive”.

What was once required of us

is now dismissed.

And in that emptiness, we search for meaning elsewhere.

We chase trends.

We doomscroll.

We post to prove we’re alive,

to prove we’re interesting,

to prove our lives aren’t dull.

But why?

What’s the point?

How much worse will it get?

It’s terrifying when you think about it.

As technology advances, we become

more reliant,

more lazy,

and somehow… less human.

Have we advanced too far?

Should we have stopped when things still felt real?

I don’t know.

I enjoy our modern luxuries like anyone else.

But sometimes I think we’ve gotten too comfortable.

Life has been made too easy.

Fitness.

Prayer.

Literature.

Purpose.

They pull me out of the noise.

They keep me grounded.

They remind me how small I am

beneath something greater.

The irony is quiet but brutal.

What once lived in us as instinct…

worship, discipline, wisdom, and strength…

now demands courage…