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Don’t let the world think for you

  • Writer: Sarah Trent
    Sarah Trent
  • 1 day ago
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Don’t Let the World Around You Do Your Thinking for You

The world is loud.

It hammers its own truths like nails into the frame of your mind,

insisting that comfort is king,

that noise is knowledge,

that speed is wisdom.

It tells you how to feel

before you even know what you feel.

It names you and labels you before you learn your own voice.


But child of the Living God,

you were not made for the echo.

You were made for the whisper.


The whisper that hovered over the waters

before the first sunrise split the dark.

The whisper that breathed life into dust

and called it man.

The whisper that speaks still

if you would only still yourself.


Let your mind be renewed, let your thoughts be transformed. Let them be kindled by fire from heaven, not sparked by every flicker of the culture’s craze.

Let the deep call to deep

and find your mind anchored

in the unshakeable truth

that Christ alone is the standard.

Not trends. Not polls. Not algorithms.

The Spirit of Truth is not swayed by the masses.


Don’t give your mind away

to the market of opinions.

Don’t lease your soul

to voices that do not know your name.

You were bought at a price,

and your thoughts are holy ground.


So return.

Return to the quiet place

where thoughts are not dictated but discerned.

Return to the Word that reads you

even as you read it.

Let His thoughts become yours.

Let His mind renew yours.

Let His truth dismantle the strongholds

you didn’t know you’d built.


Because you are more than a consumer.

You are a temple.

You are not a canvas for the world to paint on.

You are clay in the Potter’s hands.

You are not a reactor; you are a reflector—

of light,

of grace,

of glory.


So be still.

Think slowly.

Pray deeply.

And do not let the world around you

do your thinking for you.

Let the mind of Christ be in you—

and from that sacred place, live.


 
 
 

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