“Man,” someone wrote, “can get used to anything, the scoundrel.”
It’s true, is it not? Who among us hasn’t experienced for themselves the sad fact that, yes, we can get used to just about anything? That is, who hasn’t been around something, or done something, that, at first, you hated, that appalled you, that you swore would never look at or do again? And then, what? You look at or do it again, and though you don’t like it, you’re not as utterly, utterly repulsed as you were the first time? And you then do or look at it again, or do it again, and again, and again—and, well, you realize that, even if you don’t like it, you can look at it or do it without it really bothering you, anymore. That is, you got used to it—you scoundrel.
It’s a fact of life, isn’t it? We can get used to anything—even things that we shouldn’t get used to.
Like, perhaps, even sin?
Maybe that’s one reason why the apostle Paul, in some of the most uplifting moral words ever penned, said: “Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things” (Philippians 4:8).
That is, try and get used to the good things, the noble things, the true and pure and right and admirable things, as opposed to corrupt, sinful, evil, carnal and fallen things of this world, which are aplenty.
We can get used to anything, unfortunately. Why not, not by God’s grace, get used to what’s right, not wrong?