Christianity is weak at the top right now because our leadership is too worldly. It spends far too much time being at peace with the world. The Church is a peculiar institution. It is a Holy Priesthood. It is set apart to God.
The forces working overtime for the destruction of western civilization are full of glee. Their master, old Beelzebub himself, is laughing all the way to the bank. Not the bank that is full of worthless dollar bills. The eternal bank that is measured by the souls of men.
The closing half of this Proverb asserts that fools, “delight in airing their own opinions.” Even news is mere opinion in America today. It doesn’t pretend to be objective. Everyone knows that FoxNews merely aspires to be the right wing to CNN’s Left. They are both part of the same dodo bird, boldly asserting their opinions at the expense of truth.
It isn’t going to work. The League doesn’t get it. But a rising number of people in the world do. The Left has overplayed it’s hand. It’s only a matter of time now. The days are numbered for institutions like the League. Jesus Christ will not be mocked. And paganism will not prevail.
A friend forwarded an email to me yesterday. It concerned a controversy that erupted. The pastor announced last week by email that petitioners would be available in the church at a future worship service. The petitions were related to peoples veto paperwork circulating in churches as a result of formal Roman Catholic and Evangelical support.
I have grandchildren. I want the best future possible for them. And I know that this future will not be good if Christianity disappears from the world, and is replaced by the feminist hell that is now forcefully possessing all the institutions of the West — especially the Church.
Ignoring evil is no solution. Our path to true peace and joy daily passes through worldly temptations. Christianity is realistic. It provides helps every day that are rooted in the realities around, and within, us. Evil, temptation and sin are all very real for each and every one of us.
America is not the beacon of freedom it once was. It is now a porn infested cesspool of political intrigue with a profoundly weak religious sensibility.
Television and pop culture did a lot of damage to my mind and soul. I went to church with my parents, but the gospel of Jesus Christ was a distant and uninteresting idea. The mundane ruled the day then. The mundane has been weaponized in our day.
That is what the race baiters do. They point out differences. They divide and conquer. They impugn the content of one’s character simply by association with the color of one’s skin. They make white children ashamed to be white. In America every skin color is honored except for white and every religion except Christian.
I had recently radically dedicated my life to Jesus Christ. Randy gave me a bible and took time on a regular basis to meet with me and answer my questions about it. I still have that Bible somewhere. It is all marked up. The New Testament fascinated me. The verse above was one that captured my imagination.
There are no John Chrysostom’s in Christianity in 2019. Church leaders with the power he wielded in the young Christian Roman Empire don’t exist. All of them are playing footsie with the so-called gay agenda.
Many today choose the path of seeing through things forever. Hence the capacity of the “gay” movement to continuously add letters to their movement name. Their false appeal to compassion combined with our penchant for seeing through things forever has brought us to drag queen story hour and the Barbara Bush Gender Clinic.
Anger is not an evil emotion. Paul admits in the verse quoted at the start of this column that folks get angry. He warns Christians not to sin when they get angry, and to not let the sun go down on their anger. We do it all the time. Normal people get angry at injustice and unrighteousness.
A paradox in Christianity is the exaltation of childlikeness juxtaposed with the call to be mature, responsible and valiant people. Somehow God works in the chemistry of family life. It happens over years of hard love, choosing God over all else. A small group of souls binds together into a family.