Today, the vast majority of people will get up, go to their Saturday activities (as it may be shopping in B&Q, stressing at the uselessness of their football teams, digging up their allotments or screaming at the children, have a pizza/chinese/meal out/potted meat sandwich, watch something mindless involving Ant & Dec and go back to bed.
They won't feel lost because they're without God. They don't feel a god-shaped hole in their lives. They won't stand outside at 10pm tonight screaming at the empty skies because they've just realised they don't have a meaning.
And as the world turns, and Christian people argue about pre- and post-lapsarianism, universalism vs Gotterdamerungism, lilac robes vs shabby suits and electric guitars vs electronic organs; while organists strop off because of vicars demanding something the congregation can sing, and others walk out because they're being asked to say words they understand, and all of them think that this thing - this pointless, pointless thing - whatever it is - is more important than a crucified Galilean and a billion hungry people and a world of pain - then people in MK's Xscape and the Luton Arndale and people waiting for buses at Greyfriars in Northampton and people heading to Ikea (in MK, N London or Coventry according to choice and/or accent) will continue to do just what they're doing without realising that buses and artificial ski-slopes and shopping centres and furniture with amusing, Swedish-chef names aren't all there is - even though some of these things can point beyond themselves if you look very closely.
And the Lion of Judah may roar, but the roar won't be heard. Because it will be drowned out by the squealing peevishness of his children's frets and squabbles. And a world will go to perdition while a thousand pointless arguments rage.
Sorry, got a bit carried away there. Just saying.
Get casrried away any tinme you like if you say things as important as this.
ReplyDeleteAmen.
ReplyDeleteso true, so true...
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