Beguile: (v) to charm or enchant, sometimes in a deceptive way.
Subtlety seems to have been abandoned by our generation, which runs away from cleverness like teenagers escaping the responsibility of a joyride.
We just don’t understand that brashness is no replacement for cajoling.
So boldly, we strike out with our opinions, and are somewhat astounded that others do not find them endearing or enlightening. So then it becomes necessary for us to attack these unbelievers with further brash retorts, comments and tweets.
Even though the word “beguile” has a dark tinge to it, the human race has never been brought to its senses by direct confrontation or merely the presentation of knowledge.
We need truth to flirt with us.
We need to be romanced into the discovery of goodness.
We need the chilling sensation of the first date to gain first insight.
Without this, we become commonplace, boring and eventually, stubborn.
Yes, if I were to describe the worst condition of humanity, it would be the sedimentary accumulation of beliefs which neither bring passion nor innovation.
Come, Spirit of God.
Beguile me with your creativity.
Entice me to yearn for the intimacy of a good idea.
And make me hunger and thirst … for righteousness.