My good papist colleague would be offended and pleased. Because, today, between dealing with the crowds in Venice, I ducked into a church for prayer and there was the daily mass on, so I stayed.
Relax. I did not partake. I’m Reformed: besides my Italian is appalling (I could follow it better if it was in Latin). But I stayed. Because of solidarity. While everyone else was looking at the Titians and sculptures, I noted that these were made for the glory of God (more than Venice).
We forget whom the art was made for at our peril.
Oh come, let us sing to the LORD; let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation! Let us come into his presence with thanksgiving; let us make a joyful noise to him with songs of praise!
For the LORD is a great God, and a great King above all gods. In his hand are the depths of the earth; the heights of the mountains are his also. The sea is his, for he made it, and his hands formed the dry land.
Oh come, let us worship and bow down; let us kneel before the LORD, our Maker! For he is our God, and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand.
Today, if you hear his voice, do not harden your hearts, as at Meribah, as on the day at Massah in the wilderness, when your fathers put me to the test and put me to the proof, though they had seen my work. For forty years I loathed that generation and said, “They are a people who go astray in their heart, and they have not known my ways.”
Therefore I swore in my wrath, “They shall not enter my rest.”
(Psalm 95 ESV)
I managed to read the lectionary earlier today and was not intending to use this passage: however wandering around the streets of Venice. People are hurrying everywhere, trying to see all the famous art; to imbibe the culture. They are not sitting in the cafes where the working men are, nor are they praying with them. They miss the point of it all. Italy was built on the Catholic faith, and without the gospel proclaimed (for they have to: they are liturgical, and the bible is read, and that will suffice) and the faith, Italy loses its way and the art, the culture, which is built around the worship of the Almighty fails.
And this failure, this implosion of the family, this loss of joy, this turning of the culture into a museum comes from the pit.
It is utter senseless wordliness to think that the devil does not try to find a way in a man’s consciousness – and conscience – and move him to commit horrible acts: child abuse, murder, rape, sodomy, and the like. He must find a way first, and then he will do with his victim what he can.
At times, Satan will manage to instill in such men – or women – a great desire to do harm, preying on their hate, or envy, or vanity. Charles Manson’s, Waco’s, Breivik’s and other tragedies of the sort can be only explained in this way.
It is very reasonable to suppose that we are here in front of another of such satanic “bingo” experience, as for what I know pilots are regularly tested as to their psychological fitness. And please notice the cold-blooded system of slowly losing altitude, and the obvious result that only in the very last seconds the passengers realised – or rather, started to realise – what was happening.
Two days ago I posed the question of whether the flight gave the people the time to die prepared. It would appear the window was very, very limited, and who knows how many were taken in Satan’s net. Looks like a chilling, satanic bingo to me.
We can reason away the presence of Satan in the world at our heart’s content, but we do so at our own risk. We can attribute atrocious acts invariably to momentary loss of reason, but we show with this attitude that we are the ones who refute to reason. Satan is there, working in the shadow, and throwing his nets.
The word of Christ must be proclaimed. For we have an enemy. There is opposition. There Lion of Venice is but a sculpture, but Satan prowls, slinking slowly into oor culture and churches, knowing that he has to act now, for his time is limited.
I have blogged, daily, without fail,for about two years. But today this could have been broken. It is about 8 PM Venice time, and I am reading the lectionary for the 26th March. I last posted at 7 am NZ time on March 25. It has taken me thirty hours of travel and some hours of sleep… and finding that the only place with internet is the hotel lobby.
Besides, I have priorities: I had to charge the cellphone and tell people I am safe.
Today’s readings contradict. Sort of.
Because neither are false. It is a great blessing when one lives in unity. It is a sign of God’s favour. However, the times are evil, and generally are: and in those days there will be opposition.
It is also worth nothing the Jews understood what Christ was saying. They were not blind. They were not stupid. They understood that he was saying he was God, and they called that blasphemy.
A Song of Ascents. Of David.
Behold, how good and pleasant it is when brothers dwell in unity!
It is like the precious oil on the head, running down on the beard,
on the beard of Aaron, running down on the collar of his robes!
It is like the dew of Hermon, which falls on the mountains of Zion!
For there the LORD has commanded the blessing, life forevermore.
(Psalm 133 ESV)
There was again a division among the Jews because of these words. Many of them said, “He has a demon, and is insane; why listen to him?” Others said, “These are not the words of one who is oppressed by a demon. Can a demon open the eyes of the blind?”
At that time the Feast of Dedication took place at Jerusalem. It was winter, and Jesus was walking in the temple, in the colonnade of Solomon. So the Jews gathered around him and said to him, “How long will you keep us in suspense? If you are the Christ, tell us plainly.” Jesus answered them, “I told you, and you do not believe. The works that I do in my Father’s name bear witness about me, but you do not believe because you are not among my sheep. My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of my hand. My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all, and no one is able to snatch them out of the Father’s hand. I and the Father are one.”
The Jews picked up stones again to stone him. Jesus answered them, “I have shown you many good works from the Father; for which of them are you going to stone me?” The Jews answered him, “It is not for a good work that we are going to stone you but for blasphemy, because you, being a man, make yourself God.” Jesus answered them, “Is it not written in your Law, ‘I said, you are gods’? If he called them gods to whom the word of God came—and Scripture cannot be broken—do you say of him whom the Father consecrated and sent into the world, ‘You are blaspheming,’ because I said, ‘I am the Son of God’? If I am not doing the works of my Father, then do not believe me; but if I do them, even though you do not believe me, believe the works, that you may know and understand that the Father is in me and I am in the Father.” Again they sought to arrest him, but he escaped from their hands.
He went away again across the Jordan to the place where John had been baptizing at first, and there he remained. And many came to him. And they said, “John did no sign, but everything that John said about this man was true.” And many believed in him there.
(John 10:19-42 ESV)
i know it is a cliché among apologists to say that Christ was either mad (Lunatic) or evil (Liar) or whom he said he is (Lord of all). But it is seen here: some thought Jesus needed the attention of my professional ancestors, the mad-doctors: others wanted to stone him, and some said he was the Messiah.
What is clearer is that Christ does call those who are his. And he will keep them. Despite, at times, the church and the times. If we become too apostate, our congregations will die, but the elect will be saved.
This has led to a certain fatalism among the ultra Calvinists: as God is sovereign, it matters not if we evangelize, or preach, or warn, for we cannot save one man from perdition.
Well, that is true, but misses one point. In this world, what we do is as a witness to Christ, and we do not know what actions will save another. We are to live as a witness to God, using words when needed. For in these fallen times even those who fail in their attempts to live in holiness find themselves standing out, much to the horror of this blogger, who is quite aware of his sin.
There is a unity among those chosen, the sheep. For they talk of Christ. When we get too smart in our theological models we find ourselves disputing in a manner akin to the scribes in Pharisees of Christ’s day, and we lose our love.
And that is grievous, for it is only with the tears of love that our rebukes and corrections have any rhetorical power. And it is only by the spirit that the people are saved. Which should drive us, again, to our knees.
Over the last week I have been rather grumpy on this blog. I generally try to comment around the text. And the text remains Jeremiah, who is scathing when it comes to the priests and prophets of his time. He is preaching the destruction of the first temple: for idolatry, for corruption, for the tolerance of evil. And when sexual immorality has been elevated, in the name of equality, to be an idol we are ordered to worship, then scathing we should be.
But this morning the gospel reminds us of one thing. The sheep know their master. The spirit within us rejects the falsity of the current bunch of activists. We should have faith in Christ, who will preserve his bride.
And, as today I travel, I think we need a cat photo.
“Truly, truly, I say to you, he who does not enter the sheepfold by the door but climbs in by another way, that man is a thief and a robber. But he who enters by the door is the shepherd of the sheep. To him the gatekeeper opens. The sheep hear his voice, and he calls his own sheep by name and leads them out. When he has brought out all his own, he goes before them, and the sheep follow him, for they know his voice. A stranger they will not follow, but they will flee from him, for they do not know the voice of strangers.” This figure of speech Jesus used with them, but they did not understand what he was saying to them.
So Jesus again said to them, “Truly, truly, I say to you, I am the door of the sheep. All who came before me are thieves and robbers, but the sheep did not listen to them. I am the door. If anyone enters by me, he will be saved and will go in and out and find pasture. The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly. I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep. He who is a hired hand and not a shepherd, who does not own the sheep, sees the wolf coming and leaves the sheep and flees, and the wolf snatches them and scatters them. He flees because he is a hired hand and cares nothing for the sheep. I am the good shepherd. I know my own and my own know me, just as the Father knows me and I know the Father; and I lay down my life for the sheep. And I have other sheep that are not of this fold. I must bring them also, and they will listen to my voice. So there will be one flock, one shepherd. For this reason the Father loves me, because I lay down my life that I may take it up again. No one takes it from me, but I lay it down of my own accord. I have authority to lay it down, and I have authority to take it up again. This charge I have received from my Father.”
(John 10:1-18 ESV)
We are told that there will be false teachers. They will come to steal, to destroy. But they will not prevail: for the congregation knows that their master is not the prelate or cardinal, but Christ.
Those who ally themselves with evil become stupid quick. This is obvious, it is catching: to this reformed bloke Mundabor is doing a sterling job of correcting over the Tiber, and I try to do my bit, in anger in tears, because that great old thing called the Presbyterian Church is being ground into the mire.
We have to call evil when we see it.
But I do not lose hope. Because the church is Christ and he knows his own, caring not a whit for title or status.
One of the thing that is happening in the west is that we are neither marrying nor breeding. We have dissolved the fundamental tenet of marriage since the beginning of he agricultural revolution — predating the laws of Moses, but to the time of patriarchs: that love is all in. It is once. For life.
Those of us who are divorced, by the grace of God, can repent, (indeed we all need to repent daily) and may love again. But we have lost the sense that our love is to the grave. For when I wed, I hoped that I would be with that one for life, for ever. Our myths say that love is stronger than the grave: our movies celebrate one love, forever.
But we have destroyed this by saying that spiritual development and happiness matter more. I am not sure about this pretty lie. What we need is hope: what we need is a knowledge that we will outlast the stars, in the next life if not this. If we have hope for ourselves and our tribe, we will bring children to this world. David Goldman writes wisely on this (be aware the linked passage discusses pederasty among Sufi poets. Not safe for children or SJWs).
It is not only the passion of love that challenges death, but the fruit of love, the birth of children, that keeps death at bay. Nature appears to have arranged matters so that these two presentiments of immortality occur together. The Judeo-Christian God becomes the partner of human lovers: “Lovers could not love if they did not have an ally against death, if the only certainty were the grave and silence,” writes Michael Wyschogrod. Anyone who has been in love with someone of the opposite sex knows precisely what I am talking about. Those who have not may consult the Song of Songs, for example:
The love of bride and bridegroom is not quite the same thing as the love of God and his congregation, but the passion as strong as death that unites men and women is analogous to the encounter with the Other in the person of God.
No parent in a time of horror wants to have children. To bear a child, to love it, and then have to kill it to prevent it being destroyed is a horror no one wants. If a parent cannot see a future, they will simply enjoy pleasures while they can: let us hold each other now, for tomorrow we die.
Without the LORD Almighty building our nations and houses, we are as foolish as a man confronting his enemies without a clan to back him up, by force if needed.
Unless the LORD builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the LORD watches over the city, the watchman stays awake in vain. It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, eating the bread of anxious toil; for he gives to his beloved sleep.
Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one’s youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.
(Psalm 127 ESV)
Children are a blessing. Let me say that again, Children are a blessing. I have three children: tomorrow I am going to a conference and after that I have the joy of spending a few brief days with my daughter and her three children.
In Ancient times, when you got to my age, you needed to have a few young sons who could enforce your will. The police did not exist, and the army was frequently a tool of imperial occupation. The sons kept the farm going. The sons defended your wife and grandchildren.
It is only in modern times, with no fault divorce and child support, that having a child is seen with horror. A distraction from your career. As if a career is your lover, or your child. Neither can give you joy in the evening or warmth at night.
Barry, the minister at my church, calls children the heart of the congregation. Without children, we are useless, we are nothing. He’s only half right. What children are is a sign that the LORD is building the house.
For history belongs to those who turn up. Who are alive at this time. The witness of the past is for us. h
The left are moving towards disappearing down a rabbit hole to be lost to any function and utility. There is a cost of being leftist: at present it is a form of conspicuous consumption: you are bright enough, you have enough geek points, to deliberately handicap yourself and still succeed.
It is a game for those with resources: wealth, connections, and intelligence. Because it gets stupid quick.
I’m going to quote out-of-order here, using ESR: he is one of the elder statesmen of hacker culture, which he is getting heat from the SJW about. Now ESR is fairly pagan and is not of the left but an anarchocapitalist, but he gets this correct, and he is paying for it.
I was there at the beginning, of course – the day Netscape open-sourced the code that would become Mozilla and later Firefox was the shot heard ’round the world of the open source revolution, and the event that threw The Cathedral and the Bazaar into the limelight. It should be a tragedy – personally, for me – that the project is circling the drain.
Instead, all I can think is “They brought the fate they deserved on themselves.” Because principles matter – and in 2014 the Mozilla Foundation abandoned and betrayed one of the core covenants of open source.
I refer, of course, to the Foundation’s disgraceful failure to defend its newly promoted Mozilla CEO Brendan Eich against a political mob.
One of the central values of the hacker culture from which Mozilla sprang is that you are to be judged by the quality of your work alone. We aspire to be a pure meritocracy, casting aside irrelevancies of race, sex, nationality, and of political and sexual preferences.
Brendan Eich lived those values. Though he was excoriated for donating to California Proposition 8, it was never even claimed – let alone established – that he judged gay hackers on the Firefox project by anything but their code.
Another central value of the hacker culture, intertwined with judgment only by the work, is free expression – the defense of people holding and expressing unpopular opinions. It must be this way, because suppression of dissent prevents us from discovering and acknowledging that our beliefs do not align with reality. That hinders the work.
When Brendan Eich was attacked, the correct response of the Mozilla Foundation from within hacker and open-source values would have been, at minimum “His off-the-job politics are none of our business.” Ideally, it would have continued with an active defense of Eich’s right to hold and express unpopular opinions, including by donating to the causes of his choice.
That’s not what happened. Instead, the Foundation truckled to that political mob, putting Eich under enough pressure that he felt he had no alternative but to resign. By failing to defend and support Eich, the Mozilla Foundation wronged a man who had every right to expect that he, too, would be judged by his work alone
Now I should disclose that I am writing this in WordPress, using a Icedove as a browser: the Debian version of Firefox, and the current default. It is open source after all. And I am using a fairly obscure fork of Debian at that.
Esr has to move ever leftwards, or else suffer persecution, and to prove himself sufficiently left, has to enthusiastically support the ever greater persecution of his fellow leftists. Thus each leftist has to move further left, and has to support the persecution of his fellow leftists even more than he did last year.
The mechanisms of this are those of the Pharisees: it is a matter of being seen as being completely politically correct: to be a Chekist, on the vanguard
The hallmarks of the left — holiness competition, the vanguard of the people, no one more extreme is an enemy — are present whenever anyone discusses a non-political subject that is relevant to the company.
But the people practising this: trying to get into the elite that their grandparents (boomers) made — have not lived: they are young. They have been encouraged to be priggish. They would be horrified to be called the new Puritans, but the lack Puritan humility. They are the new Pharisees.
After the transformation of society brought by the 1960s, a cohort of sentimental liberals naturally flocked to academia. Many of them set up shop in the humanities and social sciences and spread both post-modernism and blank slate fundamentalism (the ideological resistance to biology, genetics and evolution) far and wide throughout the academy. These two mutually reinforcing ideologies have had a massive effect on scholarship and the wider culture.
It would be prudent for us to remember that of the young people who police language and thought on campus today, many have not yet left home yet; their privilege has effectively kept them in a state of intellectual neoteny. While the political movements that their parents were involved in were creative, aspirational and good-hearted, many of these movements have now ossified into the most brittle of orthodoxies. P.C students on campus today are simply foot soldiers for their parents’ ideologies. And before we attack young people for being censorious and priggish, we should remember that this kafkaesque political baggage is what this generation has to bear.
OK. As one of the resident greyhairs of the nutraditionalist christianity (or what I prefer to call mere Christianity) the idea that people are horrified by thought horrifies me. What the half generation — born in the 1940s and 1950s — did was remove for the high school student access to the past. Latin and Greek were removed from the curriculum because they were irrelevant: the older composers, philosophers and authors were not to be used because they did not fit the narrative, because they were dead, and mostly men. Austen lived on for a bit because she was not male, but her very descriptions of marriage became too triggering, and she was dumped.
Since people no longer read good prose, they had no standard to imitate. Because people no longer had to struggle with why the Shrew changed, or how to handle Swiftian scorn, they did not develop intellectual muscles.
And because the older boomers bought in a culture of fear that had killed free range parenting deader than the dodo before I had my children, our children are less fit: the SJW demands on mothers increased as the practical support for them decreased. Our children are neglected, physically flabby, and angry.
For they know there is more, and not where to find it. To which I say: look back three generations. Preferably learn a couple of ancient languages: read your Homer and Seneca: discover both Milton and Augustine: understand Dickens and Scott. Do not let these modern Pharisees stop you from learning.
For the progressive experiment has failed: both soviet and gramscian versions. They are not the only ways society has organized itself. Consider how we self-organize, and that imitate. But do not become shock troops for a failing Pharisaical generation.
ESR graciously corrected me on where he stands politically. The text is edited to reflect this.
Karma, the sense that what happens to you is just recompense for what you have done or what your parents have done, is part of our sense of justice. It is a clear part of Eastern Religion: the observation that reflective men have made in trouble that they have hurt others, that they deserve this, is fairly universal.
Only the psychopath does not say this: but that one, who has dedicated himself to evil, rejoices in the suffering of others and sees not the warning.
But Karma is a lie. What matters is if one is chosen from the beginning. Christ here chooses a blind beggar: and the Pharisees reject him.
As he passed by, he saw a man blind from birth. And his disciples asked him, “Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?” Jesus answered, “It was not that this man sinned, or his parents, but that the works of God might be displayed in him. We must work the works of him who sent me while it is day; night is coming, when no one can work. As long as I am in the world, I am the light of the world.” Having said these things, he spit on the ground and made mud with the saliva. Then he anointed the man’s eyes with the mud and said to him, “Go, wash in the pool of Siloam” (which means Sent). So he went and washed and came back seeing.
The neighbors and those who had seen him before as a beggar were saying, “Is this not the man who used to sit and beg?” Some said, “It is he.” Others said, “No, but he is like him.” He kept saying, “I am the man.” So they said to him, “Then how were your eyes opened?” He answered, “The man called Jesus made mud and anointed my eyes and said to me, ‘Go to Siloam and wash.’ So I went and washed and received my sight.” They said to him, “Where is he?” He said, “I do not know.”
They brought to the Pharisees the man who had formerly been blind. Now it was a Sabbath day when Jesus made the mud and opened his eyes. So the Pharisees again asked him how he had received his sight. And he said to them, “He put mud on my eyes, and I washed, and I see.” Some of the Pharisees said, “This man is not from God, for he does not keep the Sabbath.” But others said, “How can a man who is a sinner do such signs?” And there was a division among them. So they said again to the blind man, “What do you say about him, since he has opened your eyes?” He said, “He is a prophet.”
(John 9:1-17 ESV)
Now, what do we do about the disabled? Those who suffer? Those who beg? Do we have humility, and see ourselves there, but for the gifts we did not deserve?
Yes the choices we make have consequences in this life and the life beyond. It is not by our words we are judged, but by our actions, and by our actions we are all damned.
And this is why the Pharisees are in error. Not as much for wanting to keep the sabbath, but for not understanding that they remained fallen. They are equal with the most disabled within society: in fact, the blind man can now see that Christ is the full and final prophet while the question the legitimacy of healing on the day of rest and healing.
But, you say, the Pharisees died two thousand years ago, leaving us a shattered Temple and the Talmud. True. But we tend to legalistic competitions, trying to find a place where we can call ourselves righteous, and from that position justify our hatred of others.
We find oppression where there is none: we spend our energy tilting at windmills. We fight each other when winter is coming.
[A quick note. No, I don’t make these things up. I just look on twitter and find them. Usually within a minute or so. The haters are getting a little too obvious]
Self righteousness makes one blind. We start arguing with God that he is unjust, forgetting that Karma is a lie, because if Karma was true we would all be in hells of our own making. The very fact we are able to love, and work, and enjoy the simple pleasures of the season is due to the mercy of God.
Our actions have condemned ourselves. We can only beg for mercy. And the only mercy that exists is when the penalty for our wrongdoing is paid: for that we can only thank Christ, who in our place suffered and died.
The minister at my congregation is also the chaplain of a local school. Church school, and he was trying to explain undeserved grace is a free gift. So he pulled twenty dollars from his wallet and asked who wanted it. All the hands went up, and he gave it to a schoolboy.
Now after service that boy came with his mates, and tried to give him the money back. He said, look its yours, I gave it to you with no conditions. This was watched by a teacher… who then said that he should have told the schookid to donate the money to Vanuatu relief. At this point the minister said, strongly, it is unconditional. It is nothing to do with the kid. It is a gift.
We are not saved for anything we have done, but because Christ chose us. It is not our work. It is a gift, and the giver has the ability to choose whom he gives things to. It is not about justice. Salvation is not a human right. It is instead an act of grace, of mercy, that allows us into the presence of God.
And we should not forget this: for without this sense of gratitude we will fall . The times are evil.
Thus says the LORD of hosts: “Do not listen to the words of the prophets who prophesy to you, filling you with vain hopes. They speak visions of their own minds, not from the mouth of the LORD. They say continually to those who despise the word of the LORD, ‘It shall be well with you’; and to everyone who stubbornly follows his own heart, they say, ‘No disaster shall come upon you.’”
For who among them has stood in the council of the LORD to see and to hear his word, or who has paid attention to his word and listened? Behold, the storm of the LORD! Wrath has gone forth, a whirling tempest; it will burst upon the head of the wicked. The anger of the LORD will not turn back until he has executed and accomplished the intents of his heart. In the latter days you will understand it clearly.
“I did not send the prophets, yet they ran; I did not speak to them, yet they prophesied. But if they had stood in my council, then they would have proclaimed my words to my people, and they would have turned them from their evil way, and from the evil of their deeds.
“Am I a God at hand, declares the LORD, and not a God far away? Can a man hide himself in secret places so that I cannot see him? declares the LORD. Do I not fill heaven and earth? declares the LORD. I have heard what the prophets have said who prophesy lies in my name, saying, ‘I have dreamed, I have dreamed!’ How long shall there be lies in the heart of the prophets who prophesy lies, and who prophesy the deceit of their own heart, who think to make my people forget my name by their dreams that they tell one another, even as their fathers forgot my name for Baal? Let the prophet who has a dream tell the dream, but let him who has my word speak my word faithfully. What has straw in common with wheat? declares the LORD. Is not my word like fire, declares the LORD, and like a hammer that breaks the rock in pieces? Therefore, behold, I am against the prophets, declares the LORD, who steal my words from one another. Behold, I am against the prophets, declares the LORD, who use their tongues and declare, ‘declares the LORD.’ Behold, I am against those who prophesy lying dreams, declares the LORD, and who tell them and lead my people astray by their lies and their recklessness, when I did not send them or charge them. So they do not profit this people at all, declares the LORD.
(Jeremiah 23:16-32 ESV)
And he began to teach them that the Son of Man must suffer many things and be rejected by the elders and the chief priests and the scribes and be killed, and after three days rise again. And he said this plainly. And Peter took him aside and began to rebuke him. But turning and seeing his disciples, he rebuked Peter and said, “Get behind me, Satan! For you are not setting your mind on the things of God, but on the things of man.”
And calling the crowd to him with his disciples, he said to them, “If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. For whoever would save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake and the gospel’s will save it. For what does it profit a man to gain the whole world and forfeit his soul? For what can a man give in return for his soul? For whoever is ashamed of me and of my words in this adulterous and sinful generation, of him will the Son of Man also be ashamed when he comes in the glory of his Father with the holy angels.”
And he said to them, “Truly, I say to you, there are some standing here who will not taste death until they see the kingdom of God after it has come with power.”
(Mark 8:31-9:1 ESV)
Now, I am not a fan of female leadership. At all. There is a structure around this — men generally will work well under other men, but women don’t think about our issues and spend too much time thinking of status, which most men care less about than getting things done.
Yes, I am generalizing. However, having seen the seventy shades of hell women make among each other when left alone, the teaching that older women teach wifecraft and mothercraft makes more and more sense.
As Bee reminds us, equalitarian leadership devalues masculinity, and over time this kills the witness of the church.
Here is what generally happens when a Christian denomination accepts women as pastors and top leaders. I am speaking in general terms here, there are a few exceptions. This usually takes one to two generations to play out completely.
The churches don’t stop with just ignoring the Scriptures that forbid women from being pastors and leaders. The churches also relax their positions on divorce, remarriage, and sexuality.
The church begins to experience increasing levels of divorce, most initiated by the wives.
The innocent children in these divorced church families suffer. Without the covering of their fathers, with the father’s authority lessened, and without a lot of time with their fathers a larger number of the girls become promiscuous and a larger number of the boys become effeminate.
With feminine leadership comes increasing gender confusion among the children of the church families. Clear distinctions between masculine and feminine are blurred. This results in an increase in homosexuality and lesbianism among the teenage children.
Marriage after any divorce, not just a divorce due to adultery, becomes accepted. The romantic love of the couple in question is supposed to sanctify the adulterous second marriage.
Feminine traits are emphasized in the churches teachings and programs so that the masculine men leave. Many of the boys growing up in the church lack confidence and shy away from expressions of masculinity.
The natural 50% – 50% balance between men and women in the church shifts and begins to approach 65% women, 35% men.
The single, young women in the church are attracted to confident, successful, masculine men. Since there are very few of those left in the church, the women complain that they can’t find any good men at church (men that excite them emotionally) so they date outside the church. Some of these church girls fornicate with unbelievers and some marry unbelievers. Both are bad testimonies as Christians.
The false idea of sanctification of romantic love is now extended to homosexual and lesbian couples. The church no longer calls this a sinful practice.
The overall growth in numbers of the denomination has long ago ceased and the number of members drops off.
The Social Justice Warriors want to take the seat of Moses: kick the Pharisees, who are at least orthodox, off it, and decide to regulate inclusiveness by their own feelings, and any concerns about theology are to be trampled underfoot in this move to build a new Jerusalem.
They forget that the new Jerusalem comes with a new heaven and a new earth. It is not our doing. It is the gift of God: the very person they have rejected because Phallocentricity is the God who is living and near and active. And whom they have rejected, taking a denomination into heresy.
The way of Christ is not one of ease, where your feelings will be validated. Instead it is blood, sweat, struggle and pain: against those who do evil, and against the evil within. The daily cross is not a metaphor.
So dp not listen to those who say that all will be well. To those who say that it is well, when things are heading for destruction. To those who rejoice when they can legislate evil.