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**Proverbs 23:35** — *"They struck me, but I feel no pain! They beat me, but I did not know it! When can I wake up to search for another drink?"*
This is the voice of a man who cannot hear his own destruction. The writer of Proverbs captures something chilling here — not the violence itself, but the *numbness*. The craving survives the damage. That is the nature of any stronghold that has taken root: it promises relief while quietly dismantling the life it inhabits.
Solomon was not writing abstract moral theory. He was describing a soul so conditioned to a false comfort that suffering no longer registers as warning.
Scripture reminds us that what we repeatedly return to shapes what we are able to perceive — and what we can no longer perceive, we cannot repent of.
By grace, the God who wakes the dead can still wake the numb.
Walk with that mercy today, beloved — and consider what your soul keeps returning to before the sun rises.
This is the voice of a man who cannot hear his own destruction. The writer of Proverbs captures something chilling here — not the violence itself, but the *numbness*. The craving survives the damage. That is the nature of any stronghold that has taken root: it promises relief while quietly dismantling the life it inhabits.
Solomon was not writing abstract moral theory. He was describing a soul so conditioned to a false comfort that suffering no longer registers as warning.
Scripture reminds us that what we repeatedly return to shapes what we are able to perceive — and what we can no longer perceive, we cannot repent of.
By grace, the God who wakes the dead can still wake the numb.
Walk with that mercy today, beloved — and consider what your soul keeps returning to before the sun rises.