music of my homeland, part deux
| It's obvious in every part of the world that culture has everything to do with the thoughts, ideas and beliefs of the people. In America, movies, music and media in general seem to have become the philosophers and teachers of our day. As Rick wrote about a while back, country music is a big deal where we live. And as scary as it may be, many in our churches get a large part of their theological education to the tune of a steel guitar. Last night, while heading home from church, I flipped the radio on. To my dismay, I heard this song, "If Nobody Believed in You": I watched him take the two strike call He hadn't tried to swing at all I guess he'd had all that he could take He walked away, for goodness sake His father's voice was loud an' mean "You won't amount to anything" That little boy quit tryin' He just walked away There were teardrops on his face Tell me, how would you feel? You'd probably give up too If nobody believed in you That old man said "One more time, I know I'm not too old to try" I promise, son, I'll do my best "This time, I'm gonna pass the test" "Give me the keys, Dad, an' get in" His father never drove again That old man quit tryin' He just turned away An' there were teardrops on his face Tell me, how would you feel? You'd probably give up too If nobody believed in you See where this song is going? Read on... We take His name out of schools The lawyers say it breaks the rules Pledge of allegiance can't be writ An' under God, should not be said I wonder how He will take it I just pray it's not too late What if God quit tryin' He just turned away? There were teardrops on His face? Tell me, how would you feel? You'd probably give up too If nobody believed in you Tell me, how would you feel? You'd probably give up too If nobody believed in you So, what people are being taught is that God lives only in response to man and that since He has failed in His mission He's going to turn away like a whipped puppy and sit in the corner and cry. God is equated with some old man who is too weak and feeble to drive and instead goes home and dies in depression. If only God had prescription drug benefits and He could get His hands on some Prozac...dern. I see more and more everyday that the main thing missing in so much of our lives is a correct understanding of the sovereignty of God. And although I hear this song and dismiss it as heresy, far too many don't. In fact, far too many embrace it as truth. I guess they sit at home and listen to this and feel sorry for the pitiful demise that the poor fella up in the sky has gotten Himself into. Maybe He can get His self together and snap out of it. But, who knows? |
posted by Christie