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Thursday, August 22, 2013

Rebel Souls



For it is you who light my lamp; the LORD my God lightens my darkness. – Psalm 18:28
Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path. -- Psalm 119:105
For the commandment is a lamp and the teaching a light, and the reproofs of discipline are the way of life -- Proverb 6:23
The spirit of man is the lamp of the LORD, searching all his innermost parts. – Proverbs 20:27
Haughty eyes and a proud heart, the lamp of the wicked, are sin. – Proverbs 21:4

Christians and most other theists believe that man’s moral compass derives its usefulness from alignment with the Divine Nature.  We know what is right and what is wrong because our dark souls have been enlightened by revelation, by the spark of the Spirit who has touched us. 

When we are condemned by the moralizing, atheistic Pharisees of today for our backward, primitive thinking and our superstitious clinging to religion, on what grounds, exactly do they decide that we are wrong and they are right?  If a person says that he only believes what he can see and prove, well, fine.  Prove I am wrong, or, if you prefer, prove you are right.  It can’t be done.  Every proof I’ve ever seen is just a sales pitch, an offer of the scientistic salesman’s vision of a better world.  Marx had nothing to back up his belief system.  He just dressed his little scheme in the clothing of a scientific analysis of history.  Keynesians economists, like climate scientists, create elaborate, mathematical models to justify and promote their very limited representations of reality.   And that’s the problem.  Every political solution, every scientific theory deals not with the universe but with the template.  What we call the universe is not the universe but our “artist’s representation”.  It’s good, in many cases, and mostly quite useful, but it is not the is that is. 

The only possibility of knowing things as they are is revelation.  Most of us most of the time don’t care about quantum mechanics.  I’m generally more interested in getting through the day without turning into the Michael Douglas character in Falling Down.  Revelation gives us truth, and it also, if we are willing to allow it, sheds light upon our motives.  It shows us when we are pursuing an end because it is true and good, and when we have a desire for personal gain or glory tied up in it.  The revelation in God’s moral law, written in stone or upon our hearts, enables us to look out for our neighbor’s good as well as our own. 

If we have and follow this moral law, we have no need for the vast government oversight and regulation that intrudes every moment into our lives, for the ivory-tower academic, centralized control of our money and economy, for alleged scientific solutions to social problems.  But the wicked are illuminated by pride and arrogance of attitude.  They have a commanding knowledge of their map and thus believe they know how to get across the river.  Hey, look, it’s narrow here.  That must be the best place, right?  Disregard the other factors – e.g., depth and velocity – and it will not end well. 

I’m willing to give idiots like Obama and Krugman and Michael Mann the benefit of the doubt.  Al Gore, not so much.  If a person is walking in darkness, I really don’t expect them to understand that their beliefs are simply functions of their own twisted motivations, their need for acceptance and validation, their feelings of inadequacy, their irrational fears, their weaknesses and perversions.  They are sad, sick, petty people driven to grasp for attention and acclamation. 

Yet, because they have a limited understanding, because they lack revelation knowledge, they are convinced they can tell us what we ought to do.  Abortion ought to be safe and legal – so long as one ignores how most women get pregnant and whose life is being ended.  What goes on between “consenting adults” should be private – so long as we ignore the damage done to that most basic unit of a stable society, the family.  Everybody ought to have a right to go to college, to have a nice car, food, clothing, housing, etc. – so long as we ignore who is really paying for it.  We are not allowed to judge people by their behavior and their vile, destructive lifestyles because to do so would be racist or homophobic.    We ought to accept multiculturalism and ignore the violence, lawlessness, and insanity of it. 

These modern Pharisees are wrong because they are blind to the motive that underlies all their schemes and plans and utopian illusions:  they hate Christ and will not have this Man rule over them.

But his citizens hated him and sent a delegation after him, saying, We do not want this man to reign over us. (Luke 19:14) 

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Wheels, Clown Car, After-Market

Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavens, in Christ; for He chose us in Him, before the foundation of the world, to be holy and blameless in His sight. – Ephesians 1:3-4a


I am naturally inclined toward too much introspection, subject to bouts of depression, always wondering if I’ve done enough, or enough of the right thing. Coming out of college I had discovered about three ways to self-medicate and suppress this problem. Unfortunately, one was illegal, the second one caused me to fall down a lot, and the third one was a good way to get shot. And, honestly, “finding Jesus” did not help that much. I became a pillar of church – one who was inclined to too much introspection, subject to bouts of depression, always wondering if I had done enough or enough of the right thing, while smiling, singing, and pretending to have it all together. I was about at the point of thinking that maybe the best thing to do was look up Jim, Jack, Johnny, or Jose.

My problem was that I kept asking an inconvenient question: What good is this? All of our efforts and activities as Christians seemed to accomplish very little that I considered good. Either something was going on that I didn’t know about or my understanding of “good” was misguided, or possibly, there really was no point to all this crap at all. If you’ve ever read Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, you may recall that Pirsig’s conflicted alter ego Phaedrus encountered a dilemma that left him catatonic. I found myself thinking of Phaedrus a lot. I didn’t go that same direction, but I was in danger of making some very detrimental, irreversible choices.

There is the basic command to “be fruitful and multiple, and replenish the earth”, but once the kids are out of the house, the majority of that job is or should be done. That leaves most of us quite a bit of free time. Working night and day to buy all kinds of cool stuff that you rarely have time to use doesn’t seem too fulfilling. Building another building to house another worship service when most church buildings are mostly empty anyway never made much sense to me -- thus a successful career in ministry did not seem a likely choice.

So, why am I here? I’ve read the Bible a lot since I was a kid when the folks ordered one from Sears and Roebuck with my name stamped on the front. I’ve read Ephesians, especially the first couple of chapters, hundreds of times. Every time I read “He chose us … to be holy and blameless…”, I saw it as something I needed to work on. Yep, I need to be more holy and blameless. Then one day I looked at it and saw it differently. I was chosen to be holy and blameless. Why is that different? It is a state that comes with being “in Christ”. If you choose someone to be in a position – say, Homecoming Queen – she is the Queen. She can’t be more Queen. She can’t be less Queen. In the case of a Homecoming Queen, a person could be a poor choice, but that would not alter her state. I am undoubtedly a bad choice to be holy and blameless, but it’s not my “beauty”, i.e., my Good-ness that is being evaluated. Christ holds that office, and His suitability for it is without question. I am elevated to that position in Him.

My purpose in this world is to inhabit the state of being holy and blameless and let the position work on me. Proverbs 6:23 says: For a commandment is a lamp, teaching is a light, and corrective instructions are the way to life. The law is light by which we can see God’s pure and righteous nature, that we may know Him and understand Him. Beyond that, we when live according to the law – that is, according to His will, in the state of being holy and blameless, we will encounter pressures and forces that reshape us to fit our new state. Jesus said, “In this world you will have trouble. Don’t worry about it. I’ve overcome the world.” I originally took that to mean that I would be delivered from my troubles the more I conformed to God’s will – which isn’t really a bad interpretation. In a sense it is perfectly true. I too long failed to see that it was my being conformed more and more to God’s will that caused my trouble, and that the trouble itself then became the hand of God to shape me to fit that really odd-looking hole in the wall of the Sanctuary. You might say we are not delivered from suffering but are delivered, as sons to our Father, by our suffering and endurance.

The tedious, repetitive drama alternating with chaotic circus that is this life, then, ceases to be meaningless, empty, and futile. The wheel keeps turning, yes, but it is not simply spinning horizontally on a vertical axis. The rubber is meeting the road of time. We’re not wandering in circles – the road goes ever on. We have a map. Our direction is laid out. It may be a wheel on a clown car, but the car is moving. We’re going somewhere after all. All the things and doings that seem to have no point are of value in transforming me, first, and also, possibly, in transforming others -- if not bringing them to the point of seeking transformation. We are being fitted for life in all its fullness, for that time, or timelessness, when the all limitations we have fall away and we stand, on our own, holy and blameless in His sight.