The Son comes in as I am reading the passage for today and asks what it is. I explain that I’m reading David being told that he cannot build the temple. He then asks why people say that the Bible is fiction and can be safely ignored.
I remind him that they do not want to think that God is mighty, and untamed. And to make sure that they do that, they want the very words of God shut up, not read. Just as they have hidden any great works of literature because they cannot destroy them with that disguised Marxist analysis called post modernism.
For truth and beauty may point to reform.
1 Help, O LORD, for there is no longer anyone who is godly;
the faithful have disappeared from humankind.
2 They utter lies to each other;
with flattering lips and a double heart they speak.
3 May the LORD cut off all flattering lips,
the tongue that makes great boasts,
4 those who say, “With our tongues we will prevail;
our lips are our own — who is our master?”
5 “Because the poor are despoiled, because the needy groan,
I will now rise up,” says the LORD;
“I will place them in the safety for which they long.”
6 The promises of the LORD are promises that are pure,
silver refined in a furnace on the ground,
purified seven times.
7 You, O LORD, will protect us;
you will guard us from this generation forever.
8 On every side the wicked prowl,
as vileness is exalted among humankind.22They came to Bethsaida. Some people brought a blind man to him and begged him to touch him. 23He took the blind man by the hand and led him out of the village; and when he had put saliva on his eyes and laid his hands on him, he asked him, “Can you see anything?” 24And the man looked up and said, “I can see people, but they look like trees, walking.” 25Then Jesus laid his hands on his eyes again; and he looked intently and his sight was restored, and he saw everything clearly. 26Then he sent him away to his home, saying, “Do not even go into the village.”
27Jesus went on with his disciples to the villages of Caesarea Philippi; and on the way he asked his disciples, “Who do people say that I am?” 28And they answered him, “John the Baptist; and others, Elijah; and still others, one of the prophets.” 29He asked them, “But who do you say that I am?” Peter answered him, “You are the Messiah.” 30And he sternly ordered them not to tell anyone about him.
31Then he began to teach them that the Son of Man must undergo great suffering, and be rejected by the elders, the chief priests, and the scribes, and be killed, and after three days rise again. 32He said all this quite openly. And Peter took him aside and began to rebuke him. 33But turning and looking at his disciples, he rebuked Peter and said, “Get behind me, Satan! For you are setting your mind not on divine things but on human things.”
In this world, where the discourse is that we must speak in code, that certain words uttered will ruin your career, and where the very words of God are considered hate speech, we are told that we must ignore the Bible. It grieves me that Tutu is choosing damnation over saying the truth, for the truth is ugly to the liberals and the UN (though I am repeating myself).
In this time, speaking truth is dissent. To preach the gospel is to preach the law, and the standards of God are not this world’s standards. To put marriage back to a place of honour, and preach chastity for single men and women, regardless of if they are straight, gay, or rainbow flavoured is subversion.
So the Human Rights Commission tries to silence us: Gay activists sue us: Satanists confront us.
But we shall speak. We will not be silent. We could be silenced, but not yet. Not yet. The hour is dark, but it is not midnight.
