As I write this, Jerusalem—the city that many Jews, Christians and even some Muslims consider the navel of this world—quietly slips into the early hours of September 23. While most of its citizens sleep and dream, thousands of Christians around the world hold their breath in anticipation, hope and, for some, even fear. A little more than a month after a rare solar eclipse traversed America, an even greater sign has now appeared in the heavens: the constellation Virgo (the virgin) finds herself situated with the sun and moon near her feet; Jupiter (the king of the gods; representing for Christians the true God revealed in Jesus the Messiah) shining in her midsection (womb); while nine stars and three naked-eye planets (Mercury, Venus and Mars) crown her head. And so, we are told, for the first time since well before the Apostle John penned the words of Revelation, the heavens align in perfect fulfillment of a key aspect in his divinely inspired vision of the Apocalypse:
And a great sign appeared in heaven: a woman clothed with the sun, with the moon under her feet, and on her head a crown of twelve stars. She was pregnant and was crying out in birth pains and the agony of giving birth. Revelation 12: 1-2
And if that weren’t enough, other supposed prophetic teachers and seers have noted the wars raging around the Middle East as well as in other parts of the world; the severe earthquake that struck Mexico three says ago; the unprecedented fires burning across America; the incredible devastation hurricanes Harvey and Irma brought to the Caribbean and the United States; and the current nuclear smack-down between Trump and Kim Jong-un and have interpreted them all as fulfilling—or at least pointing to—the dire warnings Christ gave about what many interpret to be the end of the world:
“There will be great earthquakes, and in various places famines and pestilences… And there will be signs in sun and moon and stars, and on the earth distress of nations in perplexity because of the roaring of the sea and the waves, people fainting with fear and with foreboding of what is coming on the world. For the powers of the heavens will be shaken. And then they will see the Son of Man coming in a cloud with power and great glory. Now when these things begin to take place, straighten up and raise your heads, because your redemption is drawing near.” Luke 21: 11, 25-28
But wait, that isn’t all. For even as the great alignment in the heavens takes shape, two more hurricanes dance their way across the Atlantic: Jose and Maria, Spanish permutations of the name Mary, the virgin mother of God, and her human husband, Joseph. (Note that the storms never touch one another, echoing the great truth that Joseph played no part in Jesus’ conception.)
Add it all up and it’s little wonder so many believers who hold to a particular brand of eschatology (the study of last things) are thinking something momentous is about to unfold.
The return of Christ, the rapture and the beginning of the end it all triggers, perhaps? More than a few think so and are shouting it from the proverbial housetops of Twitter, Facebook and YouTube. The final countdown to Jacob’s Trouble and the Great Tribulation? “Amen!” say others. Some more cautiously speculate that the signs are to be understood as but a major birth pang in redemptive history (Roman 8:22); perhaps a trumpet blast calling the recently eclipsed America to repent: that her lampstand is about to be removed—something, by the way, Kim Jong-un would only be too happy to help with. Others are more focused on the canary in the coal mine of nations, Israel. After all, some say this great heavenly sign will be most prominently manifest in the sky above the “Holy Land.” And not only that, Rosh Hashannah will have begun, leading up to the highest of the High Holidays in the Jewish calendar, Yom Kippur (the Day of Atonement).
Are you ready for Armageddon?
More than a few people, impressed by the data points noted above, have asked me what I think about all of this. All of them are friends and solid Christians, people not known for chasing myths and endless genealogies (1 Tim. 1:4), much less believing in a domed flat earth or the planet Nibiru. (Did I mention that a number of apocalypticists read Planet X—Nibiru for those in the know—into Revelation 12 and September 23rd as well? After being a no-show on several previously predicted, world-ending collisions, this ghost planet has been guaranteed by some to finally get the job done tomorrow.)
And so, for what it’s worth…
I think all of this is precisely what Paul warned Timothy about in the verse (1 Tim. 1:4) just mentioned: a myth. Worse, it’s just another of the seemingly endless speculations/genealogies that pattern-seeking humans of the Christian variety—many of them sincere and well-meaning—have gotten wrong as they have offered them up to a watching world for nearly two millennia.
And sadly, tragically, the end result has been in the end to bring ridicule on both the Name of Christ, His Bride and His Kingdom message. After all, if we can’t get the end part of redemptive history right, who’s to say we don’t have the beginning and the middle all muddled up as well?
I’ve been working for some time on a series of responses to the New Atheists, a movement—make no mistake—that is having a profound impact on the Western world. Having read a number of their books and listened to dozens of lectures, I can tell you that one of the top five sticking points with Hitchens, Dennett, Dawkins and particularly Harris, is that Christianity appears to be a clown car of apocalypse-chasers who are constantly getting their predictions wrong. Worse, it seems to them that we could care less about making the world a sustainably better place.
But there is a sense in which I truly do hope, yearn and pray that September 23rd and the days that immediately follow do spell the “end of the world as we know it.”
1. First, that it signals the end of professing Christians making like holy scripture-breathing prophets and taking it on themselves to use whatever pulpit they can find to share their personal interpretation of scripture and the signs they see in the times to say anything about the specifics of God’s prophetic timetable.
I mean, how many times do the great commissioned have to get the terminus of their commission wrong before we finally shut up?
Five? Ten? Fifty?
The fact is, the true number swells into the hundreds.
A generation from the first one AD has not gone by without some useful idiot (I say that as someone who struggles—as all of us do—with bouts of idiocy) declaring “The end is near!” Shoot, in just the short, vaporous passing of my 63 years—punctuated by the admittedly interesting and likely significant recreation of the land of Israel after almost 2,000 years—I’ve seen millions of Christians chasing the apocalypse. And I’ve lost count of how many drop-dead dates have been set…and then passed by without so much as a howdy-do.
As I write this I’ve been listening to 1000—A Mass for the End of Time for inspiration. The album is a collection of songs taken from the Ascension mass and apocalyptic texts that were everywhere as great swaths of Christians anticipated the end of the world as the first millennium AD wound down…only to then give birth to the second.
And now were into the third.
Ezekiel’s fourth (Eze.47:3-6) anybody?
I hope, I pray, our descendants are up for it.
2. Second, that we finally see the end of professing Christians tolerating even a whiff of Gnosticism: the satanic, Hellenistic-based idea the early church faced off against on the left even as they had to contend with the Judaizers on the right. Boiling it all down, Gnosticism is salvation/transcendence through knowledge; glomming onto the hidden keys of truth that have been lost or obscured from the common man. Discover this hidden knowledge—and, just by the way, whozzit can help you along if you will just buy his or her book or DVD—and you will become one of the chosen, the truly enlightened.
Now hold on there, you may say. What prophecy experts are making such claims? With some fringe exceptions, these are all good Christian leaders who believe in salvation by grace through faith and not through some hidden, obscured knowledge.
Well, I have no doubt that this is their heart and intention. And I’m also not in any way questioning their inclusion in the elect of God.
But you know what they say about good intentions.
The fact is I have not found a single end-time prophet, teacher or fiction writer who has not declared, or at least implied, that unless a person gets it right as to the specifics of their particular take on eschatological matters, it will not go well with them.
Some will say it straight up. In researching this, I’ve processed numerous articles and YouTube videos where the authors declare that the skepticism about their position I voice in this article means I am yet in darkness; that I’m bound by carnal thinking rather than embracing the enlightened insights they have received and are now sharing with the world.
The worst? Despite my sincere belief and embrace of the Gospel of the Kingdom, my bedrock confidence that Jesus was bodily raised from the dead and is now the LORD of heaven and earth, I remain a deceived, unregenerate spawn of Satan and on my way to hell.
And all because I haven’t grasped the hidden wisdom they’ve received concerning the trajectory of redemptive history and the last days.
Don’t believe me? Think I’m being harsh and unfair?
I’ve visited with Tim LaHaye on one occasion I remember. More his wife, Beverly, and the wonderful organization she and Tim helped found, Concerned Women for America, where I have spoken at two national conventions as well as being interviewed on their national radio program. I consider them both to be wonderful, anointed Christians who very likely will have a place of honor on the New Earth that eclipses mine.
With that said, however, when you boil down the theology of Dr. LaHaye’s incredibly popular (65 million sold) Left Behind series—a fictional representation of the dispensational eschatology that informs so much of the September 23rd speculation—one is left with a number of a proverbial flies in the ointment.
For example, Revelation 14:9-11 straightforwardly declares that anyone who receives the “mark of the beast” will face an eternity of hell, where “the smoke of their torment goes up forever and ever, and they have no rest, day or night.”
But what does it mean to take this 666 mark on the hand and/or head? Well, perhaps most broadly: to be a mere man (6 in Biblical numerology) who strives to supplant the Triune God (3); to be self-rather than God-referential in what we ultimately trust and believe (the head) and what we do (the hand).
This is what many Christians, myself among them, have believed for over two millennia.
Or what of the Roman emperor cult the early Christians had to face off against? After all, it was to them John was writing about things which will soon take place (Rev. 1:1).
The Romans had no problem with their subject nations maintaining their distinctive cultures and paying homage to their traditional deities. The rub came when they were required to honor the Caesar as kurios, the Lord, the King of all Kings.
No problem for the majority polytheistic cultures. They and their gods, after all, had been conquered by Rome. Might, in the end, is right.
But for Christians, it was another matter all together. Jesus had been executed via Roman crucifixion, vindicated by the Holy Spirit through a bodily resurrection from the dead, had ascended into heaven where He was enthroned and made LORD (kurios) over everything in heaven and on earth.
This was the bedrock of the Christian faith, the truth that stood above every other pretender to truth and homage. To confess instead that Caesar was LORD was unthinkable. It was to deny both Christ and the very foundation of the Gospel.
But to not honor Caesar as LORD could mean—and at various times over two-and-a-half centuries did mean—that Christians were severely marginalized (for example, their ability to engage in commerce—to buy and sell—was restricted) and even jailed, tortured and executed.
And to make matters worse, there is the curious fact that the emperor who kicked off the first serious persecution of Christians—a man who eventually degenerated into the most beastly state of mind and behavior—had a title whose letters added up to the very number John used to represent the beast. (Greek, like Hebrew and later Latin, did not have a separate number system but instead pressed their letters into doing double duty. And it was very common for people to add up the number values of the letters in a name or phrase, a practice the Jews called gematriya (gematria).)
After killing himself to avoid assassination, both the empire and emperor cult fell into confusion and looked to be “dead”, on its way to oblivion. But thirteen years after Nero’s passing, Domitian, a man who some Romans believed to be the second coming of Nero, came on the scene and righted the floundering ship of the Roman state. A gifted statesman and strategist, he was also a remarkably cruel and vainglorious man, one the historian Pliny described as a beast from hell who sat in its den, licking blood. Beginning in 89 AD, for seven years the self-titled “God the Lord” unleashed a torrent of persecution against what was commonly seen as a sect of Judaism: the Christians.
The 666 death cult was reborn.
Could what is now past be what John the revelator was primarily pointing to, encouraging his fellow believers to endure with hope in the eventual victory of Christ over the emperor cult? Could we be barking up the wrong tree as we speculate about future fulfillments: for example people being eternally doomed or at least having to go through the Great Tribulation because they’ve accepted a particular credit card, smart card, biochip, vaccine or whatever else becomes the mark de jour?
I’m not saying definitively that we are, though I personally believe it to be the case. God-fearing and learned folks look through the Bible’s admittedly difficult and at times mysterious eschatological lens from different angles and, of course, reach different conclusions about these matters.
But shouldn’t the ancient paths carved out by the many that have gone before us be taken seriously rather than simply ignored? Shouldn’t the indisputable fact that Christians have gotten it so often and so spectacularly wrong before—with no little damage being done to our testimony before men as a result—give us profound pause before chasing after the newest sign in the heavens or earth?
In much the same way, what of the passage in Revelation 12 that has become the focus of this new wave of end-time speculation: the great sign of the woman clothed with the sun, with the moon under her feet, and on her head a crown of twelve stars?
Many, perhaps even a majority of theologians over the intervening years, have viewed this passage as being fulfilled nearly two millennia ago: imaged first by Mary, the infant Jesus and Herod standing in for the dragon and then more completely as the young church had to endure the persecutions of imperial Rome.
But you would never know about this common interpretation listening to all the fevered speculation concerning September 23rd.
And this brings me to my third and last “please let tomorrow and the days that follow be the end” hope and prayer.
3. That we will finally see the end of the anti-historical, new (or recovered) revelation perspective that has tainted so much of modern, and particularly American, evangelicalism. Millions have been infected with a “vain imagining” that has either taken over their minds and hearts or—and I would take this to be by far the majority report—bubbles quietly beneath the surface of their consciousness, creating confusion where there should be clarity as to the task that is before them. This thought-virus takes many forms but is perhaps best expressed in the idea that the Church has to varying degrees floundered since Constantine; that true New Testament, Spirit-filled Christianity has only recently been recovered (many would date it to the Azusa Street revival); that only now, in our generation’s time has the latter rain truly fallen and a nascent Daniel generation come on the scene that will ultimately usher in the return of the LORD.
In opposition to the Prime Directive given to us by our LORD (Matthew 28:18-20), millions now limp about, tethered to the subtle belief that Satan and his seed are the ones really alive and well right now on planet earth. Ignoring or watering down Jesus’ clear admonition that no one knows the day or hour of the Son of Man’s return (Matt. 24:36)—as well as the two angel’s gentle and rather humorous rebuke of the disciples’ “standing around and looking into the sky” rather than hoofing it back to Jerusalem and engaging with the new commission they had been given (Acts 1:11)—a majority of U.S. Christians believe that Jesus will either “definitely” or “probably” return to earth on or before 2050. (2010 Pew Research Study). Abandoning the long-term strategy and commitment to occupy or do God’s business until He returns (Luke 19:13), millions of Christians’ fascination with supposed end-time’s doom and gloom is becoming—even has become as regards the West—a self-fulfilling prophesy.
Father, forgive us.
May all of this nonsense finally come to an end as we see 2017 come and go without the occurrence of any great apocalyptic event.
I’m going to informally “predict”—more offer a hunch—that God could very well frustrate the sign-chasers and predictors by making the September 23 and the rest of 2017 an ocean of relative calm. (Note the qualifier “relative.” Crazy and tragic stuff will continue to occur with some frequency as it necessarily must in a fallen, yet-to-be-fully-redeemed world.) The One who holds together the cosmos by the word of His power (Col. 1:17; Heb. 1:3) might very well grant our planet an extra measure of grace so that the trend we already see emerging in 2017 relative to earthquakes—we’ve actually seen the least in relation to the past decade—will manifest in other areas watched by apocalypticists as well.
Trump and Jong-un will continue to bark at one another, but a nuclear holocaust will be averted. Islamists will carry on with their war against the West and Israel, but nothing unusually horrible will come of it.
And maybe, just maybe, the Church can put away her fascination with myths and endless genealogies and give renewed energy and attention to the Gospel of the Kingdom as December 25th and January 1 roll around.
And that, by the way, includes calling America to repent. We didn’t need our own special eclipse to let us know that America is under the judgment of God. It has been for years, with 1973 (Roe v. Wade) and 2015 (Obergefell v. Hodges) serving as true signs of the tragic process of being given over to believe the lie. (2 Thess. 2:11)
Lastly, as long as this article has turned out to be, there’s much I have had to leave out. And that includes an idea—an eschatological riff on Pascal’s famous wager—that may somewhat smooth the ruffled feathers of those I’ve put-off by the perspectives I’ve shared here.
More importantly, it just may show us a better way forward.
I hope to have it out within a few days.
My Facebook post after the tragic fiasco in Charlottesville garnered more than a little pushback. Most of it dealt with my contention that Trump’s comment about the hatred, bigotry and violence coming from “all sides” (his words) was “ill-timed” (my words) and further that his overall handling of the growing controversy surrounding racialism has fallen short of what our country needs from him.
I thought I would clarify and defend my position by responding to a comment from one of my oldest and best FB friends, Dave. After briefly chronicling his own journey through the feedback loop of southern racism as well as his conversion to Christ, Dave condemned the sinful and grotesque racism of white supremacists while also noting—rightfully—the reverse racism fomented by identity politics and the wicked use of violence by more than a few of its advocates. He then closed by saying:
“Defending him (Trump) is not my great joy but regarding your and many others reaction to his renunciation of racism and bigotry from “all sides”, I am completely baffled. I sincerely recognize the putrid evidence of these vile qualities in the extreme elements attempting to lay claims in both political parties. The insistence that Trump call out one above the other seems to give some sense of credence to the same evil in the other camp. Where am I misunderstanding?”
First, my comment was NOT that the problem wasn’t coming from both sides. There is no doubt that the identity politics that drove some of the protestors at the rally is a counter-productive worldview at its core. Furthermore, there are more than a few provocateurs in the movement who are using it to push any number of evil agendas: communism, anarchism, reverse racialism, extreme globalism, Islamism, etc.…in general, Alinsky-style tactics designed to foment hatred and violence with the goal of creating division and destabilizing America as well as derailing Trump’s administration. Lastly, that the regressive-left media cabal is more than happy to help mainline this narrative.
My objection was solely the timing of Trump’s comment (and as we all know, timing is—if not everything—a very significant thing.)
Here we had a gaggle of anti-Christian goose-steppers bearing Nazi regalia and spouting racialist and anti-Semitic screeds, intentionally evoking one of the two most perfectly satanic worldviews and world-destroying movements of the 20th century (with communism being the other).
And then we had one of their deranged acolytes driving a Dodge Charger into a crowd of what seemed to be peaceful protestors, killing one person and injuring 19.
Lock in on that.
Now, consider the counter-protestors. A significant percentage of them—likely even a large majority (only God knows)—were there to peacefully push back against the darkness. As I have said, I think it would have been better if everyone had just ignored the fascists rather than giving them the attention they so desperately crave. But if the Eric Holmberg of 1977 had been translated from William & Mary to the campus of UVA 40 years later (I feel old suddenly), I’m sure I would have been out there pushing back as well.
It is pretty clear at this point that there was also a contingency of Alinskyites there, fanning the fires of hate, violence and chaos. Fine, I get that. And I absolutely agree that this needs to be investigated and addressed, not just in Charlottesville but in similar uprisings that are sadly becoming too common in our country.
But against the backdrop and timing of neo-Nazis marching and the dead and wounded victims of their hate, drawing any kind of moral equivalence between what most Americans see as the “two-sides” of this tragic fiasco amid the heat of the moment just wasn’t wise.
And we desperately need our leaders to be men and women of wisdom.
But here we come to the larger problem: Trump’s general lack of wisdom and honesty on this as well as any number of other important issues.
Now contrary to the regressive left’s incessant propaganda, I don’t believe Trump is a racist. And he has condemned David Duke, the KKK, white supremacism, anti-Semitism and other evil aspects of the so-called “alt-right.” I believe he is sincere about this.
The problem is that he has lacked wisdom in the way he has often gone after them: poor timing; unfortunate or incomplete phrasing; being silent when he should have spoken up; speaking up when he should be silent; substituting the 140 characters in a tweet for a focused and nuanced speech are some of his many stumbles in this regard.
Now couple that with his position on immigration (which I, for the most part, support).
And finally, add four key ingredients:
1. His family business’s unfortunate—though not unusual given the time—treatment of minorities in times past.
2. His tacit approval—and at times even encouragement—of roughing-up protestors at his rallies.
3. Relatedly, his appealing at times to some of the baser instincts of his core supporters, people who feel disenfranchised from the American dream and are casting about for scapegoats, real or imagined.
4. His incessant love of and genius for courting controversy and thereby generating front-page news and millions of dollars in free advertising. This, in turn, has often kept him from immediately and clearly addressing and defusing controversies when they arise.
Racialists on both the right and left who hear “Make America White Again” every time Trump’s pet slogan is declared.
And a whole bunch of people in the middle who are left either confused, unsure, fearful, or suspicious of where Trump is really coming from.
For the most part, Trump has done a poor job in silencing this dog whistle. That in turn has helped foment doubt, fear, and division. And it has given his many opponents a big stick to club both his administration and agenda…while introducing and empowering their own.
One of the most important roles of a President is to be a truth-teller; to inspire trust in our government; through example as well as by using the bully-pulpit of his or her office to help bring clarity, healing, and unity to the challenges and controversies of our nation as they arise.
My prayer is that our president comes to really understand this. And that he graduates from being an apprentice…to a man who can truly help make our multi-ethnic nation great again.
Among the things I struggled with during my foray into the Republican Pleasure Dome this past week was the music that was played throughout.
Imagine having Ted Nugent direct the house band at a PETA/Vegan conference. There were times during the convention where I could relate.
As someone whose grew up under the musical sermons and discipleship of Jim Morrison and Jimi Hendrix (among many others), I know first-hand how music can help influence and even fashion a person’s worldview and actions. (I have produced videos and written numerous articles on the subject.) Under their tutelage, I became the person your mother warned you about. It took Jesus and the Bible to renew my mind and heart and keep me from some form of the tragic end that met both of the talented but lost men.
I get that the RNC was meant to be in part a big party. And loud, high-energy, evocative, dance-able and sing-along-able pop songs are an important part of the mix. And the party also doesn’t want to come off as straight-laced or un-hip by only covering Gospel-inflected rock. People are going to want the Beatles, the Stones, Sly, Springsteen, Creedence, Wonder, the Whites Stripes, Arcade Fire, etc.
Thankfully, there are thousands of “great” (in the sense of checking off the five boxes just mentioned) songs available to choose from that are reasonably “safe”–that don’t just set out to celebrate the “sex, drugs, and rebellion” ethos that rock ‘n’ roll is unfortunately known for.
But the set list during the convention featured several deplorable picks. I don’t know if they were chosen by the RNC, Team Trump, or were–in the case of some of the live music–an act of subversion by the bandleader: the talented, former house guitarist on Saturday Night Live and William Defoe’s doppelganger, G.E. Smith. But the cognitive dissonance and lack of attention to detail that was on display sonically had me wondering—along with other things—if this “Make America Great Again” thing had a snowball’s chance in hell of working.
Here are four examples:
- G.E. Smith’s band covered David Bowie’s Station to Station. Ironic to see the party of Christian family values grooving to occult references (“Kether to Malkuth”), semen imagery (“white stains”) and drugs (“It’s not the side-effects of the cocaine, I’m thinking that it must be love.”)
- AC/DC, You Shook Me All Night Long: We’re not talking here about dice, hands or a drink shaker. The song is rife with not-so tender, loving, or family-friendly references to “shaking walls,” being knocked out by “American thighs”, “fighting for air”…I could go on, but you get the point.
- Bad Company’s I Can’t Get Enough of Your Love was covered by the house band on the last night during the ramp up to Trump’s unveiling. Opening stanza: “Well, I take whatever I want, and baby, I want you. You give me something I need. Now tell me I got something for you.” As the song proceeds to make clear, that “something” is not a box of chocolates or wedding ring. (I wondered if the song was perhaps—intentionally or accidentally—a message to the American people.)
- Perhaps most incredibly of all, as Trump finished his speech and his family and running mate joined him on stage, as the balloons dropped and the confetti fell, what song was chosen to usher in this new era of promise? Free’s All Right Now—a song that celebrates a one-night-stand between a couple that barely know the other’s name.
Again, I wondered if the song might be unintentionally prophetic.
In the cosmic scheme of things, these unfortunate musical choices might seem pretty inconsequential. Certainly there were other, more important things—policy decisions involving war, immigration, trade, globalization, the economy, law and order, etc.—that deserve our careful attention and consideration. But as it’s often noted, “the devil is in the details.” And these particular little devils got me wondering about the party of Trump’s sincerity concerning its pro-Christian and pro-family platform and well as their clarity on the bigger issues.
It’s possible that 2016 will go down as the most bizarre, polarizing, conventional-wisdom-shattering presidential election in our nation’s two hundred and forty year history. It has brought together so much in the way of synchronicities, oddballs, schisms, drama, corruption, scandals, pratfalls and fodder for conspiracy theorists, that if it were written up as the backdrop for a novel of political intrigue, the manuscript would likely be rejected as being just too unbelievable.
For the Christian who knows God and has at least a passing familiarity with His ways, it is very clear—as I have noted elsewhere—that in all this preposterousness, a divine trumpet is being sounded. The Lord of Hosts is getting the Church’s and our nation’s attention.
What is He saying?
Well, that depends on one’s presuppositions. Or to phrase it in the language of modern physics, Where you are standing and how fast you are going.
From my personal perch, a few things are as obvious as the collapsed wave function that is my hand in front of my face.
1. Seriously, these are our two choices—our two offerings to America’s posterity? If this is the best we’ve got, we ain’t got much. We’re running on empty, my friends.
2. Relatedly, the experiment in Christian liberty that is America has gone very wrong. Nutty professor kind of wrong.
3. Collectively we have gotten an “F” on our “yuge” civics project for the World’s Fair. Our noses are being rubbed in our dirty diaper. Mixed metaphors are starting to make sense.
4. Hypocrisy, thy name is America.
5. Our two-party, money laundering political system? How’s that working for us?
6. There’s not much salt left in the American church. And the jackbooted heels of man are getting ready to tap-dance even faster on our faces.
7. The twin idol-towers of personal peace and affluence will not be torn down of our own accord. The One who rides on the clouds is likely going to have to send—or more properly allow—two transports laden with a wide variety of explosives to tear them down for us. (For the literalists who will read this, I am invoking a metaphor here that has nothing to do with literal buildings or a literal airplane.)
God is sovereign, just and merciful. As He does His “strange work”, we must remember that it is but for a season. (Isaiah 28:14-29) Oh, he will plow and harrow and thresh. But then He will sow and bring forth a new harvest of righteousness. The mustard plant, if but by fits and starts, will prosper. Slowly, incrementally but surely, the knowledge and reign of the Lord will cover the land mass we call North America—as well as the rest of the world—even as the waters cover the seas.
Thus sayeth the Lord.
It’s time to put your boots on, Christian. It’s time to gird up your loins and mind with truth and to beat your plowshare into a sword.
In one manner or another, it’s time to die.
I have been told by more than a few sincere Christian friends that the Lord has anointed Donald Trump to be the next president. And I have seen variations of it posted in cyberspace more times now than I can count. God, the gist of it goes, has chosen an admittedly very earthy, earthen vessel into which He has poured His grace. The result (see Isaiah 45:1,2) is a new Cyrus the Great, a man ordained in this hour to be a blessing to Israel, America and the Church while doubling as a “wrecking ball” to smash the “bronze gates” of the humanist/globalist/socialist juggernaut.
For some, it’s a genuine prophetic word—akin to Agabus’ message to Paul in Acts 21: 10,11—assembled together from multiple witnesses that range from Lance Wallnau’s now much-known revelation on Isaiah 45 — to retired firefighter Mark Taylor’s vision in 2011.
For others it’s more a product of piecing together information from a number of sources, including: American history; fiscal and cultural trends; presuppositions concerning end-time events and/or American exceptionalism; conspiracy theories; dislike for Hillary Clinton; appreciation of Trump’s non-PC persona and other aspects of his character and approach to trade, immigration, and foreign wars (among others); concerns about the direction of the Supreme Court for a generation to come; the lock the Democratic party will have on future elections as the third Clinton administration first grants illegal aliens worker status and then voting rights; increased susceptibility to Islamic terror…I can go on.
They see Trump as the best way to “make America great again”—or at least hold back the Orcs at Helm’s Deep—and therefore believe, or want to believe, He is God’s chosen vessel.
Anything else looks like a full-tilt boogie disaster and the potential end of America as we know it.
For me? Well, as a Christian with a “yuge” view of God, His power and sovereignty, I have no problem with the idea that the Lord can use any crooked stick He wants to strike a straight blow. The Bible is replete with examples of this, the aforementioned Cyrus being a prime example.
In fact, that is one of the characteristics I most admire and am awed by concerning God: that He can make even the wrath of man praise Him. (Psalm 76:10)
So any Christian who is certain that Trump’s many problems necessarily disqualify him from being the Lord’s instrument of blessing, does not know God’s ways or even history very well.
I also have no problem theologically or experientially believing that God can give one of His children a dream, impression, vision or in some other way a inspired “word” that can address all manner of things, including future events. It should be clear to a Biblically-literate person that these prophetic impressions can never be contrary to scripture and are never to be treated as inerrant—as a “Thus sayeth the Lord” utterance that is even remotely akin to the inspired words that make up the Bible. They need to be discerned, judged, and tested. But they certainly can be a prompting towards encouragement and direction and, as such, should not be despised. (1 Thess. 5:20).
I have experienced the blessing of these types of words first-hand. And have also been surprised by their power. My own salvation involved a person who received a supernatural glimpse into the hidden recesses of my soul. As another example, I remember a “prophecy” given by a little-known, now deceased, self-taught country teacher/preacher with a reputed gift for receiving prophetic impressions. I attended a conference in 1989 when after worship he got up and shared a bizarre word about some riots that were going to soon break out in Miami, Florida. It has nothing to do with anything about the conference, just a shot from deep right-field. I thought he was a bit of a loon at the time. And so did most everybody else…until it came true with startling specificity about a month later.
And history is replete with these types of divinely-inspired downloads that have inspired heroes of the faith esteemed even by Christians who are cessationists and don’t believe God can speak or direct apart from scripture.
So as incredible as it will seem to most people, could Lance and Mark have a true word from God concerning Trump?
My answer is… I don’t know. I am open to it. While I’m far from a fan of Mr. Trump, a part of me would love for it to be true with Hillary Clinton waiting to step into the Oval Office if it’s not. (Literally, an involuntary shudder came over me as I typed those words.) And I find encouragement in that there are lots of other thoughtful, culturally engaged Christians that feel the same way.
But while I remain open, I’m also not going to lap water like a dog. (Judges 7:4-6) I’ve got my eyes up and on the horizon and am watching.
I hope you, Christian, are doing the same.
And there, on the horizon, I see a number of potential problems, or gut checks, that give me serious pause in regard to the “Trump as Cyrus” word.
- Modern prophetic words are often wrong. Because the anointing to channel scripture is gone and the canon is closed, there are no longer servants of God who are perfect amanuenses for the Holy Spirit. As a result, post-Apostolic-age, prophetic impressions are not inerrant. They can range from being right to varying degrees of wrong, including wildly so.
As someone who has been in and around the charismatic arm of the church for thirty-six years and has received his own fair-share of words, my impression is that only a small minority are spot on relative to the specificity that characterize Wallnau’s and Taylor’s revelations. And, again from my experience, this susceptibility to be off is magnified when prophetic sensitivities enter the realm of politics. If I had a nickel for every unfulfilled or flat-out wrong word I’ve heard about how so-and-so was called by God to be president, or governor or whatever—or how another so-and-so was going to spell the doom for America, or the GOP—or how this so-and-so was going to usher in, or even be, the Anti-Christ or would end up bringing in the New World Order—I could buy a Venti latte at Starbucks. Or two.
In addition, prophetic impressions are normally an amalgam of the Holy Spirit’s leading coupled with the conveyor’s personality, mood and presuppositions. A person, for example, who is dispensational and believes that the Great Tribulation is around the corner can take an authentic impression that God is doing a fresh work of converting and reviving souls and turn it into a “this is the last great outpouring before the Lord’s return to rapture His bride” type of word. I saw this happen repeatedly during the move of God in Pensacola, where I was living at the time. No one is exempt from this. And this is why prophetic words need to be carefully tested and why many of them, even when the impetus is the Holy Spirit, can be off.
From my cursory research, Wallnau, Taylor and many if not most of the people who are really in to the “Trump as Cyrus” word—or some permutation thereof—have been influenced by premillennial/apocalyptic as well as other eschatological and theological “flavors” that are not part of my particular worldview stew.
Now I’m not saying I’m right and they’re wrong about these things—though obviously that would be my leaning (otherwise I would believe the way they do, wouldn’t I?), only that it makes me question the precision of their supposed revelations.
These are things that reflective Christians should be aware of when discerning not just prophetic impressions but even Biblical teaching and preaching.
- Trump the man. God normally (I would say never, but it’s rarely good to say never when it comes to how God does things) doesn’t do a brain and personality transplant when He anoints someone for a task. He may resurrect them from the dead and turn the lights on (and it has been said that this may have recently happened to Trump. ) But if they were an introvert, or an extrovert, or right-brained, or an “N” on Myers & Briggs scale before they were met by and transformed by Jesus, they will pretty much retain the same wiring, albeit with a new mission, afterwards.
God, for example, used the Apostle Paul to do most of the theological heavy-lifting in the New Testament canon precisely because he was a very learned man in the scriptures even before He got zapped by the Lord on the road to Damascus. Paul may have never actually met Jesus before His death, resurrection and ascension. But a good number of other people did, including twelve disciples that essentially lived with, were discipled by, and listened to His teaching for three years. Yet the majority of them didn’t contribute a peep to the Bible. Why then Paul, who perhaps only met Jesus in a vision? (1 Cor. 15:3-10) Because He was anointed? Sure. But he also had the right stuff; the fissionable raw material that enabled him, with the Holy Spirit’s obvious help, to get his mind around the great truths to which the Old Testament was pointing.
Cyrus was already both a seasoned governor and a military leader, one who ruled Persia and conquered the Babylonian empire, before he became the deliverer (literally, “anointed one” or “messiah”) of the Jewish people.
Trump avoided the military and has had virtually no governmental experience.
Cyrus was a master of diplomacy and inclusion, able to gain respect and fealty from a diverse number of people groups with their disparate cultures and religions.
Donald Trump on the other hand…well not so much, to put it mildly.
From what we can tell, Cyrus was very wise in regards to his speech.
Trump has one of the worst cases of foot-in-mouth disease in American history.
Polls didn’t exist at the time, but if they did Cyrus would have a high approval rating across his vast empire.
As of this writing, 60% of the American population don’t like Trump. And a significant percentage of them despise, hate or are in abject fear of him. Outside of America, his approval ratings are even worse. Even the Russians now are saying that they would rather work with Hillary.
One of Wallnau’s laugh lines is that both Cyrus and Trump wanted to “build a wall.” Cyrus actually was more a leader who wanted to tear down walls, both literal and ideological, that separated people and nations. Yes, he sponsored the Jews in their return to the homeland and in their rebuilding of their temple and their holy city. And yes, rebuilding the walls of the city was a part of this process—for the Jews. But that wasn’t Cyrus’ primary emphasis.
It is for Trump.
Lastly, Wallnau has made a point of Trump’s connection to both Scotland and John Knox through his mother’s ancestry, calling him a “strange hybrid walking in a Cyrus anointing to break things up and a Knox disposition to Reform.”
Well again, “I know John Knox and I know the Reformation, Mr. Trump. And you wouldn’t know either of them from a hole in your hat.”
- Trump’s trajectory since becoming the nominee. Like at lot of Christians who shudder at the thought of Hillary selecting the next two, three or four Supreme Court nominees—as just one of many critical issues facing our nation—once Trump won the GOP nomination, I thought, “OK Father, let’s see what we have here. Even though I haven’t liked much of what I’ve observed about the man thus far, perhaps that will change now the primaries are over.” I heard about Wallnau’s revelation, followed later by Taylor’s dream. And I had a good number of friends, thoughtful Christians I respect, affirming variations on the same theme.
And so I have diligently prayed. Understanding that God doesn’t necessarily call the qualified, but rather qualifies the called, my daily prayer has been for this conditioning process to become manifest: that whispers of the wisdom, grace and character of a divinely called and qualified leader would be evidenced in Trump’s words, demeanor and decisions.
And I have prayed not just to see it, but for the Father to make it happen. I’ve been pulling for Donald, really believing for and wanting to like the man, truly hoping to see him become the leader who could help reverse our nation’s decline.
To date, I’ve been having to ignore camels in order to find some gnats . In fact, I would say that things have gotten—one could say supernaturally—worse since the primaries.
If I was counseling a young man who was waiting on a leading and confirming signs concerning a woman he was thinking of marrying and he experienced half of the cringe-worthy moments Trump has delivered, I would advise him to run. Hard.
- The circle-the-wagons syndrome. I begin to get suspicious when people claim a prophetic word but then begin to throw up weak objections or qualifiers to any ensuing events that call into question the veracity of it. (How many times has this happened for so-called prophets and teachers concerning their predictions about the return of Christ?) Well, I’ve seen more than a little of this going on with the “Trump as Cyrus crowd” as well.
No matter how un-Cyrus-like Trump behaves, his apologists seem to be ready to look the other way or make excuses for his behavior.
As just one example, consider Trump’s recent, bone-headed comment about the Khans, the Gold Star parents of a slain Muslim American soldier. Within a day or two after the brouhaha began, Trump supporters, Alex Jones followers and anti-Islam apologists like Walid Shoebat began to weigh in on the matter, among other things pointing out the father, Khizr Khan’s, connections to the Clinton money machine and the Muslim Brotherhood and other Islamist organizations. (Don’t get me wrong, these are issues that should be carefully and tactfully vetted and, if true, brought to light. I share their grave concerns about the threat fundamentalist Islam represents to America and the West.) Wallnau also weighed in on the subject (see the Wrath of Khan), taking the heat off Trump and stating that this was more of the same, “the spirit of political correctness” run amok, “manipulated by the media” and producing “mind control” and then proceeded to list the reasons why Khan is part of a larger conspiracy to derail Trump, normalize Islam and perhaps even open the door to domestic terrorism. (There’s that apocalyptic presupposition raising its head again.)
Let’s assume for the sake of argument that all of this is true, that Khan is a closeted Jihadist, a Wahhabi operative playing off the Clintons’ lust for power and money. Fine. What would the proper response to this be from a wise, Cyrus-like man anointed by God to be the leader of the free world? I can think of several potential scenarios. I’m sure you can as well. But guess what? None of them involve the seat-of-the-pants blathering Trump exhibited, particularly in regard to his comment—yet again!—about a man’s wife. And then having it go on, and on, and on.
Hillary Clinton didn’t make Trump say it and then keep saying it. God certainly didn’t. Shoot, I don’t believe even the devil would have that much finesse. Trump gave the Left a big ugly-stick to hit him with all by his lonesome.
Well, it’s not over until the full-figured woman sings. As of this writing we have ninety-four days until blast-off. Maybe God is humbling DT, bringing him to a breaking point, and then is going to zap him. Maybe some of the good men that I’m told Trump has gathered around him will be able to break through and we’ll begin to see more of Reagan and less of the host of The Apprentice.
Maybe. I’m still praying. And watching.
But I’m no longer at all optimistic.
And I’m also beginning to wonder about another potential plot-line and divine casting decision in regard to this bizarre, “‘Do I have your attention now?’ says the Lord” election season. Yes, Trump’s been anointed all right. But perhaps to a very different end than the one envisioned by Wallnau, Taylor and company.
More on that next time.
 Nothing in this article is meant to question the faith or spiritual maturity of either of these men or the Christians who believe they are on to something. I don’t know them, but both seem to be good men with sincere hearts. And I have a few friends that know Lance and tell me he’s a great guy. I have no reason to doubt them. But anyone can be “off” when it comes to these matters, including me. What follows is shared in humility and charity and with nothing but a desire to let “iron sharpen iron” (Proverbs 27:17) in the hopes of gaining wisdom and understanding.
 Constantine the Great, for example, had both his son and his wife killed. But he nevertheless helped make the Roman Empire (somewhat) “great again”, stopped the persecution of the Church and was instrumental in the Council of Nicea and halting the spread of the Arian heresy
 John Knox, the great reformer and a founder of the Presbyterian church, often prayed, preached and proclaimed concerning future events that came true in powerful ways. Charismatics would say he prophesied.
There are moments in life when a smattering of events suddenly lock into synchronous orbit, ever so slightly lifting the curtain that divides the temporal from the eternal and granting us a deeper glimpse into the Mystery:
All the world is truly a stage and each of us are players.
And for those who through grace have become acquainted with the Playwright, the fog of life’s seeming randomness, with its attendant pain and suffering, also clears a bit. An aspect of the deeper plot is revealed. From quarks to galaxies, seconds to seasons—the flash of sudden awareness of God’s sovereign knowledge and power ignites awe, joy and worship.
All things truly do in the end work together for the good of those who love, and are loved, by God. And virtually everything is working together towards His purposes.
For those with eyes to see and ears to hear, there are also those occasions when these synchronicities coalesce into a warning, the sense that God is getting our attention because something is seriously wrong and needs to be addressed.
The fact that America is facing what for most people is a binary choice—Clinton or Trump?—could very well be just such a prophetic moment.
The trillion dollar question is: What exactly is the Holy Spirit saying to the Church—and secondarily to America—in this hour?
On everything from gay marriage (she was against it until she was for it) to the Trans-Pacific Partnership (reverse ditto), Hillary Clinton has become the consummate shape-shifter. But there is another arena where both she and the Democratic party have “evolved”—and that in a most disturbing direction.
Ever a supporter of a woman’s so-called “right to choose” (one should wonder about the baby’s choice), both have jettisoned the “safe, legal and rare” distinction championed, albeit somewhat hollowly, during the Clinton 1.0 era. Now the party encourages women to be proud of their abortions, something NARAL’s president, Ilyse Hogue, modeled during her speech at the convention.
In 2008, as the most pro-abortion candidate to ever run for the presidency was being introduced to the world, the Dems jettisoned the word “rare” from their party platform. Abortion activists had been claiming that the word stigmatized something that was a benefit to society as well as a constitutional right.
But Hillary is helping put the spurs to this swing to the left, following in the footsteps of her acknowledged hero, Margaret Sanger.
Both Hillary and the Democratic party have announced a full-court press to repeal the Hyde amendment, the 1977 legislative provision—and upheld by the Supreme Court—barring the use of federal funds to pay for most abortions.
That’s right, she wants your taxes to help pay for the murder of pre-born children.
Even with all the scandal surrounding Planned Parenthood, she remains this treacherous organization’s strongest advocate.
But perhaps most illustrative of all are the two comments she has made in the last year-and-a-half: one recently when she appeared on The View, the other when she spoke at the Women in the World Summit in April of 2015.
First, note the gaped-mouth duplicity:
The View: The woman’s choice—and presumably that would include everyone else’s—to make a decision on this issue based on her “faith.”
The Summit: “…and deep seated…religious beliefs…have to be changed.”
As for her bald-faced support of the “structure” of Roe v. Wade that permits, with certain restrictions, abortions up until the point the baby enters the world through the birth canal:
Roe v. Wade prohibits third-trimester abortions except to protect the “life and health of the mother.”
Now the life of the mother is a complete red herring. It’s not uncommon for a woman to experience serious health risks during the third trimester. Every day in America doctors use C-sections to save both mother and child, from full-term to thirty-nine weeks gestation and even younger. There’s never a need to overtly set out to kill the baby in order to save the mother’s life. (The baby can, and sometimes does, die in the process. But that is never the intent.)
The real snake in the grass here is “health”.
Here’s the “structure” of the law that Hillary wants to prop up:
Roe: “States … cannot prohibit abortions “where it is necessary, in appropriate medical judgment, for the preservation of the life or health of the mother.” The ruling cites examples of what may be considered harmful to a woman’s health. These include the “stigma of unwed motherhood,” the work of caring for a child, and the “distress” “associated with the unwanted child.”
Doe: “The majority ruled that only the doctor who would perform the abortion needs to determine that the abortion was necessary to preserve the health of the mother. Any abortion provider could make this decision based solely on their “best clinical judgment.”
Obviously, this opens a hole one can drive a Mack truck through. Down Syndrome? At least 67% of them are now being aborted. Lost job and suddenly can’t afford the baby? Forget the vast throngs of couples who can’t have children and would give anything to adopt the child. “How could I give up my baby?” the mother choosing abortion will say. (I’ve heard this more times than I can count outside of abortion mills.) So snip, snip, stab, stab. Problem solved. “Health” protected.
Obama and other party spokespersons are claiming that there has never been a person “more qualified than Hillary Clinton to serve as president.” (Take that George Washington.) This assertion is highly debatable.
But one’s that not is there has never been a more pro-abortion candidate.
Sadly much of America, and that includes her staunch Catholic, personally pro-life running mate, just don’t seem to care.
 It is extraordinary to me that Hillary didn’t note this critical caveat, without which the supporter of abortions on viable children comes off like a Mengele wannabe. A senior moment? Sloppiness? Or has she become so brazen, so in the pocket of the “kill them and harvest their body parts” industry that she just doesn’t care?
Well, multiply that anxiety a million-fold and you have an idea how Hillary Clinton and the DNC must feel if the content of just one of her deleted emails would derail her run for the White House. (My guess is there are quite a few.) In the wake of the DNC’s hacked emails proving a concerted effort on their part to sabotage Bernie Sander’s candidacy, Hillary must have a growing pit in her stomach.
What if the Russians have them? Or the Chinese? And what if they start dropping them in the weeks running up to November 8th?
For me, tis a consummation devoutly to be wished.
Now don’t get me wrong. The idea that the Russians would pull a “DNC to Bernie” on her is fantastic: an example of poetic justice if there ever was one. But if they are doing it because they would prefer a Trump presidency in the belief that it would make it safer to rattle their sword, that concerns me. And it should concern you.
But there are a lot of unknowns here. Besides annexing Crimea, does Putin really want to upset world markets and gamble with his already struggling economy by risking war? And yes, he can be brutal and ruthless. But he, like Trump, is a nationalist. His preeminent objective is to protect and serve Mother Russia, to see his nation become “great again”, to thrive within the boundaries of its historic (admittedly disputable) borders. Perhaps even more importantly—albeit ironic given Russia’s communist/atheistic past—Putin seems sincere in wanting to restore his nation’s Christian heritage. Mass killing in support of wars of aggression doesn’t quite fit into that narrative.
But it would be criminally naïve to not plan for the possibility.
Would Trump blink and give Putin a free hand? You should then ask if Trump would like being perceived on the world stage as weak; as becoming the lapping Beta dog to Putin’s Alpha.
But I’m guessing not.
Does Trump really want to pull the United States out of NATO? Maybe. He says he might try. But is that reality…or the consummate deal-maker scaring our NATO partners so that when it comes time to sit down and renegotiate the relationship, they take on a greater proportion of the financial and logistical responsibility?
I’m guessing the latter.
And lastly, with all the bravado and big talk on both sides, at the end of the day, who would you really rather have staring across the table at Putin? Hillary or Trump?
For me, whatever their motivation might be, if the Ruskies have the doomsday emails, I say drop them.
And Halloween would be the perfect day to launch the first salvo.
Trick or treat, Ms. Clinton!
(As an aside, I must confess there is another, more selfish reason I hope the Russians—or someone—has the emails. They would make it unnecessary for me of the double-mind and conflicted conscience to feel I need to vote for Trump to keep Hillary out of the White House. Unless I see some evidence before November 8th—a change in his language, tone and temperament to suggest that God has anointed (as many suggest) this too often braying Balaam’s bicycle of a man to lead this country—I will probably vote third party. (Father, make Your will clear!) But I suspect I will have gnawing doubts about it. The Russians blowing Hillary out of the water and giving the election to Trump would make everything so much simpler.)
The obvious problem here is that a large percentage of them—likely a sizeable majority—have consciences formed or at least influenced by the vagaries of fallen human reasonings and desires as well as the worldly and at times even satanic feedback loops that dot our cultural landscape. These people voting their conscience is akin to what Bildad the Shuhite described to Job. Danger lies everywhere.
(Their) confidence is severed, and (their) trust is a spider’s web. (They) lean against (their) house, but it does not stand; (they) lay hold of it, but it does not endure. Job 8: 14,15
But a potential problem also exists for sincere Christians whose consciences have been conditioned by the Holy Spirit and God’s word.
Recently, while the primaries were winding down, I spoke with a good friend. Gregg Cunningham is a leading advocate for life and also one of the most politically astute men I know, having served in the military (as an officer in the Air Force), in a state legislature and in the arena of public policy for many years. Our conversation, as these things tend to do in this surreal political season, turned to the upcoming presidential election.
“Are you going to vote for Trump?” I asked, knowing that he rather be water-boarded to death than cast a vote for Hillary. Gregg opened with a qualification I’ve grown use to—listing the many flaws that make the Donald such a problematic candidate—before getting to the “but…”
“But if Trumps ends up being the Republican candidate, of course I will. What else can you do? We’ve got to stop Hillary.” He then reeled off several of the dangerous “bugs” that will come with running the Clinton 3.0 program: SCOTUS appointments; the deconstruction of the 2nd Amendment; pimping for Planned Parenthood and the abortion industry; expanding government while increasing debt; strengthening both her party and the ongoing swing from republicanism toward unchecked democratism by granting first work permits and then voting rights to millions of illegal aliens; the weakening of the military; runaway multiculturalism that weakens both national security and identity; the continued push towards statism, socialism, and globalism; stumping for the LGBTQ agenda; etc..
He was so convinced and convincing that I was almost embarrassed to tell him that while I got all of that, my conscience was nevertheless troubled at the prospect of voting for a man like Trump. I strengthened my case a bit by naming some Christian friends he knew and respected that were equally troubled; some having even gone #nevertrump.
After he calmed down, Gregg threw out an idea I had never considered: that is that I and the others like me should pray about whether there is an element of self-righteousness percolating somewhere in our thought processes. Perhaps, he went on to say, some part was more interested in taking a stand against what we saw as compromise and hypocrisy—and thus feeling good about ourselves and being “not like other men” (Luke 18:11)—than we were in our country and the millions of lives that would be negatively impacted by the Clinton agenda.
I pushed back, asking how he knew that Trump couldn’t create more harm and havoc than Hillary and then proceeded to offer scenarios were he might. Back and forth we went, ending, as most conversations I have on the subject these days, with more questions than answers.
But the idea Gregg sowed has stayed in the back of my mind. And from time to time I have asked the Lord to show me if some degree of pietistic or Pharisaical thinking could be leavening the loaf of my discernment.
Today, another friend brought this thoughtful and thought-provoking article to my attention. I commend it to yours.
But as I was reading, the seed sown by Gregg began to stir and certain phrases from the article came into sharper focus:
“For my part, my conscience is more important to me than the outcome of this presidential election….”
“It is simply this: Vote as if your ballot determines nothing whatsoever—except the shape of your own character. Vote as if the public consequences of your action weigh nothing next to the private consequences. The country will go whither it will go, when all the votes are counted. What should matter the most to you is whither you will go, on and after this November’s election day.”
My conscience, the shape of my character, whether I will go…there’s a very slippery slope here.
And I must be honest: I’m very uncomfortable putting the “shape of my character” in the same ballpark as the millions of innocent babies who will be tortured to death by a Clinton Court.
Elections have consequences. Individual votes determine the outcomes of those elections. It’s magical thinking to pretend that “the public consequences of your action weigh nothing” when those public consequences result in preventable child sacrifice.
Look, I don’t want to judge the author’s heart or intentions. Pragmatism is not an absolute. Opting for the lesser of two evils can be a righteous decision in some instances. With others, not so much. Compromise, to lift the line from Chariots of Fire, “can be the language of the devil.” Or it can be ordained of God. (2 Kings 5: 15-19)
But we would all do well to humble ourselves, pray and ask God to search our hearts and remove any tare, any leaven of self-righteousness. This is vital in every area of life. But as we approach this great valley of decision, a lot more than just the well-being of our own souls depends on it.
I saw “Hillary’s America” last night. I almost didn’t because the Rotten Tomatoes rating was so horrible: a 5% splat. Normally, I add in twenty or so percentage points when a movie or a documentary’s ideological perspective rubs the liberal media’s fur the wrong way. But 5%? Truly, it had to be a real stinker.
But a friend who had seen the movie gave me a ticket and insisted I go. And so I did…expecting very little.
I was very pleasantly surprised. Sure, the movie was a little goofy in sections. It also seemed to be a bit too much about the co-writer/director—and now the lead actor—Dinesh D’Souza. He clearly isn’t a trained actor and, through no fault of his own, also has a Mr. Bean kind of nerdiness that doesn’t serve the film all that well. It was at times overblown and ham-handedly conspiratorial. And some of its premises—most notably that Bill’s sexual addiction was accepted by Hillary and turned into a tool for controlling him—are the kind of judging of another person’s heart that is just wrong, particularly when exercised by a professing Christian.
Nevertheless, the movie explored a lot of important, often obscured historical facts every American should know—particularly those victims of the public school, liberal college, and progressive media establishment. I found the sections on Saul Alinsky (I wasn’t aware of the crazy stuff that appeared in the 1967 Playboy interview) and the Clinton Foundation particularly interesting and damning. And we are also introduced to one of great unsung heroes of American history: Ida B. Wells. Her inspiring story (attention Black Lives Matter folk) alone was worth the price of admission.
All in all, an enjoyable as well as educational experience. Easily three stars out of five.
My wife checked on the way home. The audience rating on RT was 84%. (And among them was a good number of 0% splats posted by people who clearly had an ideological axe to grind. So the true audience rating is really higher.) That leaves at least a 79% differential between what the critics and the public think of the movie—the second highest in Rotten Tomatoes eighteen-year history.
If you don’t think there’s a full-court press on the part of the fourth estate to cover Hillary’s criminal past, I’ve got a country to sell you.
Oh, wait. It’s already been bought.