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Chaplain Daily Touchpoint #281: The Relentlessness of Evil

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Bottom line up front: Relentlessness of Evil

Questions: Have you ever underestimated the power of evil? That is, have you ever had to say to yourself, perhaps after discovering the dark truths about someone/something, “I cannot believe it! There’s just no way. Surely, I am mistaken”? I have. From my lane as a chaplain and spiritual leader, it is deeply saddening to discover way too often that there are many wolves posing as sheep. But we are told in Scripture that this would be the case. We are also told what to do.

Texts:

“I know that after my departure fierce wolves will come in among you, not sparing the flock; and from among your own selves will arise men speaking twisted things, to draw away the disciples after them” (Acts 20:29-30, ESV).

That was the Apostle Paul speaking to the Ephesian elders. Paul knew this truth viscerally—in his guts. He knew that evil posers were inevitable. And Paul loved his people enough to try and equip them for the battles that were ahead. Paul saw what others did not, if you will; he could see where things were headed.

“Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour” (1 Peter 5:8, ESV). This second teaching of the same principle is not from the Apostle Paul but rather from the Apostle Peter. Peter, a man who so often in his early Christian life went from hero to zero, often on the same day/night. But in the end, Peter proved himself the real deal.

The very Apostle who had denied the Lord Jesus three times, this fallen but redeemed man, went on to write two magisterial epistles, and to preach some of the greatest sermons in the church’s history. And what is one of Peter’s recurring themes? It’s one of the same ones as Paul’s: don’t underestimate the relentlessness of evil. Peter uses the image of a roaring lion to teach us.

Encouragement/takeaway: One of my favorite trips my father took me on years ago when I was a graduate student was a trip to Kenya and Tanzania. We saw the lions hunt on safari. We saw them take down gazelles and zebras, and lick their bloody lips after swallowing steaming viscera. When you witness something like that, and you feel the heat, and you imbibe the smells, it literally gets into you; it teaches you.

That’s what Peter was driving at. Lions are kings of the jungle for a reason. They devour; they kill; they are relentless. And if you’re a Christian, don’t underestimate the powers of darkness, as they are leonine; they walk softly, but that’s because they’re prowling and forever on the hunt, seeking to devour.

‘Game of Gods’ … Isn’t a Game; It’s a Game Changer

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“As the Christian consensus fades into the shadows, the stage is set for a global sea change of unprecedented magnitude” (Patrick M. Wood, Technocracy Rising).

“Western civilization without Christianity is like a beef broth without beef” (Robert Wi. Keyserlingk, Unfinished History, p. 175).

Those two quotes are just a couple of references in Carl Teichrib’s spectacular tome, Game of Gods.

Teichrib’s thesis is that playing God is not a game at all, of course. It’s the heart of idolatry that was addressed in Genesis 3, again at the Tower of Babel, at Calvary, and by the Apostle Paul in Romans 1–just to name a few times.

The reason I thought it fitting to write on Teichrib’s book is because it catalogues man’s design to deny the Creator, man’s inveterate efforts to artificially design a Oneist cosmogony and anthropology.

It is truly a wonderful book that is terrifying in its truth about how far down the rabbit hole of Oneism we’ve burrowed.

Oneism, per its subject matter expert, Peter Jones, is “the worship of creation
where all is one when creation is worshipped and served as divine. In Oneism all distinctions
are eliminated and through enlightenment Oneism proclaims that man also is divine. Twoism is
defined as the worship of the divine Creator. All is two because we worship and serve the
eternal, personal Creator of all things. In Twoism God alone is divine and is distinct from His
creation; yet through His Son Jesus, God is in loving communion with His creation.”

So many folks are squirreling out over artificial intelligence. I think its downfall will be found in its root meaning–art and artifice. Its root meanings are “to craft” or “to put together.”

When we create, we work with existing material. And human pride makes it so easy to assume we’ve made the material. But we, too, are creatures, fashioned by the One who created all things but who Himself is uncreated.

We might look to Genesis 11 for a review and perspective. When we purport to put ourselves atop the Creator, ironies result–and they can be spectacular in their fallout. Why? Well, there is an Author who will not share His glory with another.

One on Either Side of the Cross

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Nothing teaches quite like an image.

Think with me for a moment about very familiar terrain. Specifically, let’s think about Psalm 1 and then the two criminals crucified on either side of Jesus in Jerusalem on that Friday at Calvary (Luke 23:39-43).

You remember the contrast that runs through Psalm 1, right? It is the contrast between two types. The first type is the person characterized by pursuing God, and the path of righteousness, which leads to blessing. The second type is the person characterized by pursuing the wicked, ungodly things and ways, ways that bewitch and lead to ultimate judgment and condemnation.

Blessed is the man
    who walks not in the counsel of the wicked,
nor stands in the way of sinners,
    nor sits in the seat of scoffers;
2 but his delight is in the law of the Lord,
    and on his law he meditates day and night.

3 He is like a tree
    planted by streams of water
that yields its fruit in its season,
    and its leaf does not wither.
In all that he does, he prospers.
4 The wicked are not so,
    but are like chaff that the wind drives away.

5 Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment,
    nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous;
6 for the Lord knows the way of the righteous,
    but the way of the wicked will perish.

The imagery is so clear, as are the contrasts:

  • One eschews wickedness vs. One pursues wickedness
  • One is rooted in God vs. One scoffs at God
  • One is pictured as a tree of blessing vs. One is pictured as chaff, the cast-off part of wheat
  • One is ultimately blessed vs. One is ultimately condemned

Segue to the Crucifixion of God:

In Luke 23, a conversation is recorded. It is the conversation of two criminals, crucified on either side of Jesus. Both were guilty men. But one of them repented. One remained a scoffer and unbeliever. One was the picture of ultimate blessing; one was the picture of ultimate condemnation.

The Conversation:

39 One of the criminals who were hanged railed at him, saying, “Are you not the Christ? Save yourself and us!” But the other rebuked him, saying, “Do you not fear God, since you are under the same sentence of condemnation? 41 And we indeed justly, for we are receiving the due reward of our deeds; but this man has done nothing wrong.” 42 And he said, “Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.” 43 And he said to him, “Truly, I say to you, today you will be with me in paradise.”

The Good News:

It’s not an image of how one man was good and one was bad. No; both men were bad. It’s the man in the middle that matters most. He was the lone good man who was made bad in order that we bad might be reckoned as good.

One criminal repented and believed and was thereby redeemed. The other criminal remained in disbelief and was, like the chaff from the picture in Psalm 1, cast away.

But everything hinged on the man in the middle. He’s the one with whom we must come to grips. That is why he matters most. That is what we need to think upon when we picture those on either side of the cross. We need to think upon the man in the middle.

It’s a Grave Matter

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Today I went to a funeral. Perhaps I’m odd, but I find funerals, whether I’m the presiding minister or not, to engender pensiveness. Perhaps more accurately stated, I find that funethrals lead me into contemplation of life’s meaning, of life’s value, of what’s most important, and of the basis for importance. Funerals punctuate the transient nature of some matters and the eternality of others. What follows is an abbreviated summary of today’s funeral, some reflections that the confrontation of death elicits, and some questions for consideration.

The mother of one of my coworkers died recently. Her body had been transported back to Atlanta from Illinois for the memorial service and a graveside service. She had been born in Atlanta in the late 1940s, but grew up in Illinois, where she earned her education, became a nurse, married, raised her family, and prospered in her nursing career. However, her spiritual hometown had remained Atlanta. And, geographically speaking, she came full circle. She was buried just miles from where she had been born.

When we entered the church, the scene was just as one might imagine. Men wore dark suits; women wore dark dresses, many donning hats; a couple of grandchildren with quizzical eyes, trying to come to terms with what it means to lose their grandmother, sat on the front pews with their mother. A family friend sang the hymn “Sweet Hour of Prayer.”

Then, the presiding minister read from Psalm 24:

Who shall ascend the hill of the LORD? And who shall stand in his holy place? He who has clean hands and a pure heart, who does not life up his soul to what is false and does not swear deceitfully.

Then the minister led the congregation in prayer and several people spoke briefly of the life of the deceased. And then the minister read from Revelation 7, where John writes of the multitude extolling God and the Lamb, and of how the creation bursts forth in doxology: “Amen! Blessing and glory and wisdom and thanksgiving and honor and power and might be to our God forever and ever! Amen.” (Rev 7:12 ESV)

One never knows, I suppose, what others are thinking, but this is what I thought: Psalm 24 teaches that the whole of creation is God’s. “The earth is the Lord’s and the fullness thereof.” And David teaches that there is one who does ascend that hill of the Lord, the Lord of hosts. And the apostle John, a millennium after David chronologically, writes of the Lord Jesus as the Lord of hosts, mighty in battle, who conquered. And because of that Lamb, multitudes now stand in white robes, more than conquerors.

Is that what the minister was trying to teach us, his hearers? Did we all see the connections between Psalm 24 and Revelation 7? Did we all understand how conquering death is only possible if hidden in Christ, the Lord of hosts?

Some questions came to mind as I sat there in the church, as I listened and thought, and scanned the demeanors of the others:

1) What hope does an atheist have at a funeral? Is nature/material all there is? If so, why do we speak of thoughts, love, ideas, truth, sacrifice, et cetera? Those ideas, so seminal to life, are senseless if materialism is true.

2) Why is it that when obituaries are read, we remember and laud (rightly, in my view) the non-material things in the person’s life—her sacrifices, her love for her family, her compassion, her honor, her faith, et cetera, not the material things?

3) Why does it sometimes take a funeral to teach me to keep short accounts with God?

Is it not easy to fritter one’s time? Is it not easy to gain the world and lose one’s soul? It’s possible, I suppose, to even attend a funeral and not be confronted with ultimate questions.

But it’s a grave matter how one answers these questions. If Christianity is true, then death does not have the final say. Its sting has been removed for the believer. If materialism is true, we’re only dust, and it’s perhaps best to eat, drink, and be merry, as Solomon did, but later regretted.

But if Christianity is true, then we, though made of dust, have been breathed into by God himself, and are souls of infinite worth, and are called to honor him, in life and in our death. That call to think on the Christian claims, therefore, is too important to eschew. As C.S. Lewis wrote, “One must keep on pointing out that Christianity is a statement which, if false, is of no importance, and, if true, of infinite importance. The one thing it cannot be is moderately important.”