(For those who prefer posts written by men … most of this is simply quoting another piece written by a man 😉 ).
These are hard and scary days to live in, and as a Mamma, I agree with RPG … I just want my girls and I to live and enjoy a simple life. I fear those dreams for my girls are fleeting.
The brilliant Ravi Zacharias just published a piece on this coming election in the States titled, The Scaffolding or the Scaffold, A Moment and Our Destiny. Here are some quotes:
I find it fascinating how the things we mock in life in the end mock us. We mock laws of goodness. Those violated laws come back to prove themselves right.
America has changed beliefs that have existed for five millennia on virtually every matter of essence. Humanity is redefined, sexuality is redefined, the family is redefined, truth is redefined, absolutes are jettisoned, our chromosomal constitution is redefined. What’s more, we live under the delusion that any rebellion against a transcendent moral order is a personal matter with merely personal implications, because we know better now. We call that progress. Yes, that word is right out of the lexicon of humanism, now made into an ideology of political theory as “progressive.”
It would be fine if such thinking indeed merely affected the one making the choice. But in the end, with moral choices, there is no such thing as isolation. The impact of moral choices is catastrophic, like an earthquake that radically changes existing structures.
America seems to be on a path to a death wish. Why? We are determined in the academy, in the arts, in politics, and in journalism to go it without God. We simply do not wish to have a moral law over and above us. We’re watching the world skidding out of control. There’s almost a lunacy afloat and it seems to begin with arrogant leadership. The world scene is more complex than ever, with no easy solutions.
We railed against intervention in one country because it bred slaughter. So we did not intervene in another country and the result is an even greater slaughter. It goes to show that the complexities and contexts are not as simple as we make them to be. And just like the garden of old, each blames the other. Whichever position we take, we see the weapons of hatred pile up as our moral resources shrink. We are on the stormy seas of history without chart or compass.
One person in the State Department told me that in four decades of service she has never seen such a toxic time in government as she now sees. How fearsome is that? We have lost respectful speech. I mourn that loss. We don’t care for our leaders to tell us the truth anymore. How catastrophic is that?
Our methods of reaching the masses are greater than ever. Our ability to touch the hearts of people is less than ever. We spend billions electing a leader all the while decrying riches, while millions starve for want of food or a home.
Where are we headed? I don’t know. But if the present so-called postmodern autonomy continues, each one a law unto himself or herself, we will soon be in total anarchy.
This election may determine the next two generations almost irreversibly.
I recall a Russian saying to me, “All these years my hope for the world was that America would bring us hope and freedom. I don’t believe that anymore. They don’t think rightly anymore,” he said. Amazing that a man in a communist country under the heel of demagogues, wishing for moral reasoning, now sees the light flickering in America and the darkness looming ahead.
This election, as I see it, is the most defining one for the future of our world.
So I must speak my heart. It will all come down to the place and meaning of law, life at its essence, and moral worth. We must vote. Vote if not for the now, at least for the future. I hear many saying, “How strange that we are in a situation where neither candidate represents my values.” I agree. So with what philosophers would call “Hobson’s Choice,” I ask three questions.
First, which of the two candidates is more likely to surround the highest office with those with a hint at moral reasoning? That may at least give a glimmer of hope.
Second, who is more likely to appoint as keepers of the law those who go back to our roots in order to secure the future? That will at least recognize a beginning.
Third, who stands on a platform of values that guards my essence and my existence? That may at least guide our destiny.
One may triumphantly say, “But that is not foolproof.” True! But what is?
Religious liberty, guaranteed in the scaffolding of the law, may well be heading to the scaffold because it represents a law above our laws. Moral reasoning may be suffocated and so-called “humanistic reason” will then choke the transcendent. We had better speak and make a choice before the torso of our fulfilled death wish is swinging in the wind as the mascot of an autonomous culture that will breed anarchy.
I just want my girls and me to be able to live a simple life. I wonder if back in 1997 when I had my Oldest, if I had known then what I know now, if I would have still wanted and had children. It’s such a scary world for this Mamma.