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Darkness Descends

Yes, time for another Jeremiad as I see troubles all around me. It seems the meat grinder has been kicked up another gear.

A person from my former church sent an e-mail to the congregation today, addressing events from ten day ago, which have since been swept out of the news-cycle by the horrors of Hurricane Harvey.

There are those who cannot allow the momentum given to them by Charlottesville to be lost. If must be redredged, reframed, set up as an icon and all must bow to their interpretation or be labeled 'heretic.' Nevermind the thousands of dead in the floodwaters to be lamented; instead let's focus on events from 150 years ago and engage in so called "racial reconciliation" by which they mean a never ending chant of mea culpa from anyone born with white skin.

Christians must denounce evil, yes, but they cannot ignore multiple other evils while they focus only on those villains already, justly, pilloried by all. The exploitation of one tragedy and the hypocrisy of willfully ignoring the greater tragedy for political expedience just makes me sick to my stomach.

People on all sides are so ready for a reason to go to war with the other side (or even those allies who dare step out of line) for reasons real and imagined.

Destruction is in her midst; oppression and deceit do not depart from her streets.  For it is not an enemy who reproaches me, then I could bear it; nor is it one who hates me who has exalted himself against me, then I could hide myself from him.  But it is you, a man my equal, my companion and my familiar friend;  we who had sweet fellowship together, walked in the house of God in the throng.   --Psalm 55:11-14


It seems there is no escape; it's like praying for a fire to be held back while the plague and cholera are ravaging a city. One way or the other, darkness is falling.

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