To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not, rich; to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart; to study hard; to think quietly, act frankly, talk gently, await occasions, hurry never; in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common--this is my symphony.
~William Henry Channing

Monday, November 3, 2008

This is horrid. Perfectly, absolutely, horrendously horrid. Tomorrow is election day...and these are the two best candidates we can offer up as a nation? This is what our country has to offer for leadership? Tell me, which is worse...the one we know for sure will wage war on the unborn...or the one who says one thing but when push comes to shove we don't know where he'll land? James tells us that a double minded man is unstable in all his ways so understandably I'm a little nervous.
Horrid, perfectly, absolutely, horrendously, horrid.
But, honestly do you know what really makes me queasy? We'll be dutiful little Americans tomorrow and vote our conscience...or our Bible...whatever that means. Wednesday morning the American church will either celebrate the defeat of evil as we see it or we'll wash our hands of it and declare that God's wrath and judgement is about to fall.
And either way babies will still die because we won't take the time to do more than vote pro choice and fill up a baby bottle with nickles and dimes once or twice a year.
We'll still decry a ginormous debt and point fingers at all the crooked lines therein but how many of us live according to godly principles with our personal finances? How many of us have massive credit card debt and live paycheck to paycheck because the reality of doing it differently is too hard?
We'll still bemoan the way public schools have made Christ irrelevant but we can't see...won't see...how irrelevant we've made Him in our homes because we live governed by our wants and entertainment pursuits.
We'll tremble in horror at the idea that marriage could be defined as anything other than one man and one woman but husbands will still not love their wives as Christ loved the church and we women will still redefine what submission exactly is and what it means today as if it meant something different when Paul wrote about it.
No matter what the outcome of tomorrow's vote...things will only stay the same until it becomes different in our churches...in our homes...and in our hearts.
May He have mercy on us all.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Very Profound Marty. And believe it or not, I agree with you! Nothing will change unless the foundation of the family changes. 7am-7pm daycare, video games, my wants over their (children/family) needs, dinner in front of the TV. I felt so bad for my son, he turned 18 in July and was THRILLED to vote. First of all, in this pitiful state of Washington there are only 2 polling counties. Everyone else is mail in ballots. UGH. Anyway we had a 2 day discussion/debate before he colored in his box in secret of course.(it made it a little more exciting I guess). Our polling place was the hall bathroom. Pretty accurate don't you think...for the presidential choices given him? Anyway, thanks for the thoughtful post and I feel your pain.
Abby

Sam's Family said...

If we could all only have a toilet nearby :-)

Anonymous said...

Girl, you sound just like a preacher I used to know. He became very unpopular because of views like that. People became ashamed of him and shunned him because he was considered to be too "hard-mouthed."
You go girl!
daddy
Never apologies for telling the truth

s g said...

thank you Marty.



I think. Now I feel quesy on so many different fronts.

iamnot said...

woah! i'm so glad God put someone like you in my life to make me think about things like that!

now i'm thankful i wasn't old enough to vote. hopefully i'll be much wiser in four years.

-jordan