One of the things that came out of church is that we should continue the tasks we have. We need to pray. We need to meditate on the words of God. We need to serve. The visiting preacher saith “We make it simple! Go the the course this afternoon, and in four weeks you will know your role!”. There are those I am encouraging to do this. But I know what I have to do: and it is to continue to blog on the word of God.
For many on the alternative right fall away. They look at this world, are disgusted, the pleasures of the flesh fade, and they can no longer speak. Despair, ennui, or a lack of things to say means that whatever the have is now stale. Some of this is economic.
This blog is a hobby, and being a hobby it is antifragile. It does not matter what happens — unless the website goes down, there will be lectionary posts. Now done in the evening, when my brain is at its best. (Trust me, the morning posts are fueled by too much coffee).
And the word of God is always new, always confronts, and is always the truth. Look not at my commentary, look at the word.
Return, O Israel, to the Lord your God,
for you have stumbled because of your iniquity.
Take with you words
and return to the Lord;
say to him,
“Take away all iniquity;
accept what is good,
and we will pay with bulls
the vows[a] of our lips.
Assyria shall not save us;
we will not ride on horses;
and we will say no more, ‘Our God,’
to the work of our hands.
In you the orphan finds mercy.”
I will heal their apostasy;
I will love them freely,
for my anger has turned from them.
I will be like the dew to Israel;
he shall blossom like the lily;
he shall take root like the trees of Lebanon;
his shoots shall spread out;
his beauty shall be like the olive,
and his fragrance like Lebanon.
They shall return and dwell beneath my shadow;
they shall flourish like the grain;
they shall blossom like the vine;
their fame shall be like the wine of Lebanon.
O Ephraim, what have I to do with idols?
It is I who answer and look after you.[c]
I am like an evergreen cypress;
from me comes your fruit.
Whoever is wise, let him understand these things;
whoever is discerning, let him know them;
for the ways of the Lord are right,
and the upright walk in them,
but transgressors stumble in them.
Our stumbling, our despair, our ennui and our self made hells are not caused by God. They are caused by us. By the choices we make, the petty betrayals, the choosing to look at the lethe of this world and not the true beauty, for we think true beauty is too hard.
There are those who hate the truth and the wisdom of God, and will make their neuroses idols. But there is no health in this, Such a psychological land is parched, it has no renewal. There is no dew; and access to comfort is rationed. We are encouraged to use a mindfulness app instead of meditation, and turn to the nightly news instead of the prophets.
It is far better to read than tweet. It is better to exercise than be a spectator. And it is far, far better to do the role that God has for you than make up something false, and try to invent something of yourself. There are many who have chosen an idol within theology or church structure, and they are the most vulnerable to fear, shame and guilt, for they want to be on the stage.
And they forget that being in the pew is more resilient, and doing the task before you is a high duty for God. From the laundry and weeding to blogging to dealing with the pain of this fallen age.
And those who would make a narrative for their idols, using churchly language, they shall be found to be clinging to a lie.
For the sake of your eternal soul, do not be them.