Why the big noise, nations?
Why the mean plots, peoples?
Earth-leaders push for position,
Demagogues and delegates meet for summit talks,
The God-deniers, the Messiah-defiers:
“Let’s get free of God!
Cast loose from Messiah!”
Heaven-throned God breaks out laughing.
At first he’s amused at their presumption;
Then he gets good and angry.
Furiously, he shuts them up:
“Don’t you know there’s a King in Zion? A coronation banquet
Is spread for him on the holy summit.”
– Psalm 2 (The Message)
I used to work with a man who had a map of the universe (in so much as we will ever know it) on his office wall. The Milky Way Galaxy occupied a small corner of it, and our solar system a tiny bit of that area. He had an arrow pointing there, with the words, “You are here!” affixed to it.
This huge graphic was positioned behind his desk, so you ended up looking at it while describing your desperate technical problem that needed to be fixed “right now!”
Visiting “Uncle Milt,” as we referred to him, always provided an exercise in perspective. The one that Uncle Milt wanted to convey was that the universe is a really big place. Your problem – no matter what it happened to be – was perhaps not the biggest thing going on in the universe at this particular moment.
The second thing that I always came away with was this: Whoever was responsible for the chaotic order swirling around us and the physical laws that keep it all intact is really, really, really big.
My guess is that in the grand scheme of things, we’re somewhere in the first portion of Psalm 2, which I’ve quoted above. Our harebrained elites have finally managed to banish God from American culture – if what we live in today can any longer be called culture. And the result has been … what?
Broken families and the rise of the welfare state to raise the gangs of un-parented kiddies. Endless amounts of tax dollars pay for the offspring of the uneducated and unemployed to procreate on our behalf. How’s that working out for you, America?
The destruction of the concept of a reasonable profit, replaced by “what the traffic will bear.” How’s that working out in pharmaceuticals, for instance? And of course, anyone who makes obscene profits should be obscenely rewarded, right? How’s that working out, America?
The elites, believing themselves free of the accountability of God, no longer feel obligated to follow the laws they create for everyone else. They think – and act – as if they are the final authority. How’s that working out for freedom and liberty, folks?
Education is unworthy of the name. It’s run by and for the unions, who never met a dues-paying teacher they didn’t like. Education today doesn’t teach students to think on their own – it teaches them what the unions want them to think. The result is graduates who only think they can think. So how’s our future looking? Not quite the designing and manufacturing dynamo that we used to be in the world?
The widespread belief that – absent informal social controls like religion – we can legislate morality and human responsibility. How’s that working out for us, today? Based on the number of laws on the books, we must have a really, really, really moral and ethical society, right?
What’s perhaps even more ludicrous is that the multicultural grand poobahs who have spent generations banishing big-g God just can’t wait to embrace small-g gods. They’re so enthralled with Islam replacing Christianity that they don’t even see the glint of the sword getting ready to cut off their heads. All the laws they’ve made, you see, are only obeyed by others. They can’t imagine that Islamic law is for them, too.
We aren’t the first culture to decide that God is unnecessary – or undesirable. The former Soviet Union conducted war against God in their culture, and prevailed until the Berlin wall came down and the Soviet Union collapsed. Europe has banished God not through hostility, but through benign neglect. Today they wonder why Islam, not secularism, has replaced Christianity. Now they fret over the consequences.
Yes, America isn’t the first nation to act out Psalm 2. We may, however, be the last.