The last several days have been remarkable with our new Prime Minister, Scott Morrison, making some serious waves—and headlines.
These words are not common anymore.
We tend to prefer more palatable alternatives like brokenness. Addictions. Mistakes. Errors. Regrets. Idolatry.
The numbing of our vocabulary around sin and evil has been accompanied by numbed attitudes.
“When a nation sins, it will have one ruler after another. But with a man of wisdom and understanding, its stability will long continue.” (Prov 28:2)
With its startling contemporary relevance, a verse like this reminds me of a truth I discovered some years ago.
It is this: scripture contains the first principles of everything we need to know for life in this world.
It’s even there for Prime Ministers.
In the beginning was the Logos, and the Logos was with God, and the Logos was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things were made through him, and without him was not any thing made that was made.
Logos was not a new word when the Apostle John used it to refer to the second person of the Trinity.
What do we worship?
If aliens from another planet were to conduct a research expedition to earth, tasked with answering this question, what would they come up with?
They might ask people, but I doubt the answers would match up with what the aliens saw all around them. Various gods would be offered up as objects of worship. Some would say, “I’m spiritual, just not religious.” Others would claim to worship nothing.
But the evidence speaks louder than words.
The cultural climate of our day often makes the politically engaged Christian feel isolated.
So many issues are beyond us. Safe schools, parent’s rights, conversion therapy, abortion, euthanasia, religious freedom, moral decay, children’s innocence, political apathy, weakened churches… You get the drift.
The battle we are all in “…today for …the sanctity of human life, or the building of a moral culture” (John Piper) is waged against overwhelming natural odds, with many defeats.
It wasn’t until I worked for ACL that I realised how much I had gotten away with it.
I simply did not have to tell people that I was a Christian if I didn’t want to.
Whether a new friend, my dentist, or the checkout operator making small talk, I didn’t have to say a word.
You may know of the upside down crosses on Hobart’s foreshore through the media reports. MONA is holding its annual winter arts festival, celebrating all things dark including spiritually dark.
Warning: blog contains disturbing, graphic and blasphemous content
Dark Mofo’s dark and downward trajectory continues.
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