The News Gets Depressing
It was one of those days where the culmination of one depressing cultural erosion after another just gives you a sense of sadness and dreams of revolution. The horrible story of the Philadelphia abortion doctor, and then President Obama praising Planned Parenthood. Then the basketball player telling the world about his sexual preferences, and tying it in with his Christian background, then President Obama calling and congratulating him. Then a sports commentator expressing his disagreement with the practice of homosexuality while expressing tolerance for a fellow athlete, then being attacked and dissed by various organizations for his so called “hate.” Then I see news of the Pentagon hearing from a certain individual, who thinks that open Christian witness and proselytizing is evil and dangerous, and wants to limit the behavior of military Chaplains. It is pretty amazing how powerful simple name calling is when it comes to attempting to marginalize Evangelicals. Mike calls us “monsters.” On top of that I watched an NBA game and saw that hockey rules have evidently been introduced into playoff games, such as the physical beating going on at the Warriors versus Pistons game. Man, what is happening to the world? Obviously some of these things are more important than others, some more evident of cultural erosion, some more telling of the death of morality and Truth and the elevation of worship at the idol of “freedom.” Freedom is such a wonderful and beautiful thing, but without definition it is any man’s weapon not simply to be but to take whatever he self-defines as his. Freedom without foundation, without boundaries, is no freedom at all but the colliding of electron like individuals, movements and causes, that tend to smash what would give them direction or form. Sometimes I feel the fuse burning of anger in my reaction to the maligning, slandering, mocking voice of those who (ignorant of history, ignorant of the constitution, ignorant of what is built on what) declare the patriot, the faithful citizen, the meek religious obedient tax payer to be dangerous and an enemy due to his audacity to express his religious opinion of what is disintegrating around him. Wow, that was a long sentence. Today I was reading in the book of Psalms, Psalm 92 specifically. “The senseless mean does not know, fools do not understand, that though the wicked spring up like grass and all evildoers flourish, they will be forever destroyed. But you, O Lord, are exalted forever. For surely your enemies, O Lord, surely your enemies will perish; all evildoers will be scattered.” (92:6-9) Another version translated “senseless” as “stupid.” I took it that God was calling me stupid, and after thinking about it I would have to agree with him. I often forget that God is bigger than America, bigger than politics or cultural movements, bigger than loud mouth antagonists of my faith. My anger is usually a sign of my weak faith in the fact that our sovereign God cannot be defeated or thwarted. No plan can succeed against him. Oh, I do think culture and politics matter, and I think the weak, helpless, and children perish because of the injustice that is brought about by evil thinking. Yet, my hope must be in a God who is still in control, and will be in control even if someone threw someone else in a fiery furnace for not bowing down to an idol. “our God will deliver us O King, and even if he does not, we will not bow down.” (The book of Daniel).