When the soul no longer trembles, destruction no longer delays
In a world where moral lines blur and wrong is repackaged as right, the death of conscience may be humanity’s most silent catastrophe.
There is no ruin more terrifying than a desecrated conscience — a soul stripped of conviction, deaf to truth, and blind to its own decay. Once, conscience stood as the sacred sentinel of the heart, whispering warnings, stirring remorse, and steering man toward righteousness. But now, its voice is drowned by the clamour of pride, greed, and indulgence.
Evil no longer shocks; it entertains. Sin no longer convicts; it trends. We live in an age where the applause of men drowns the approval of God, and where truth is mocked as judgment while deception parades as enlightenment. The human heart, once tender before holiness, now hardens beneath layers of self-will.
A desecrated conscience is not just silent — it becomes a throne for corruption. It excuses evil, calls wickedness wisdom, and dresses rebellion as freedom. But when conscience dies, character follows. And when character collapses, nations fall. The decay of society begins not in its systems but in its souls.
Yet mercy still calls. Repentance remains the balm for a defiled conscience. Conviction is not an enemy; it is grace in disguise — a divine alarm before the final silence. To weep now in repentance is far better than to wail later in regret.
The time to return is now. The altar of truth still stands open, and the voice of mercy still whispers.
For when conscience no longer speaks, destruction no longer delays.
“To the pure, all things are pure; but to those who are defiled and unbelieving, nothing is pure… even their conscience is defiled.” — Titus 1:15
– Inah Boniface Ocholi writes from Ayah – Igalamela/Odolu LGA, Kogi state.
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