Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Status Report: September 2013

Okay then, it's been a whole two months since I wrote up a status report.  A lot has gone on in those two months but today I'm only posting a single train of thought instead of my usual list.  Here it is:

Feeling... extraordinarily frustrated by the whole "rape culture"/exploitative/sexist attitude among so so so many people. And knowing, knowing that unless each and every one of them out there who has this twisted and ungodly idea of who/what a woman is bows before the Lord God and acknowledges Him for who He is, and that every single person is created in His image, and that He expects a certain level of propriety, discretion, honor and modesty among His creation, this type of thinking will NEVER end. It will only get worse.

Loaded statement, huh?  Well, there are plenty of symptoms of all this in the media almost every single day. More and more all the time, to be sure, as our culture continues to slip down the slope of pushing the envelope and shoving God further and further away.  My husband and I had a pretty long conversation about this the other morning and he asked the question "why should we expect any of this to change, if we (culture) refuse to honor God and see His creation the way He sees it?"  The sad answer is, we can't.  And it won't.  If we're all just a complicated blob of atoms that evolved out of the slime pit, there cannot exist a single, set, standard of morality or respect for fellow human beings.  No rules. Or just mine, or just yours, or just the other guy's.  But know this, the other guy's rules are going to trample all over yours, and mine over his and so on.  If there isn't ONE set standard, anything goes.

Indeed, and anything does go.  For some classy examples, see Miley Cyrus and Robin Thicke at the VMA awards (and if you think that's bad, she's got a new video out where she's half naked, seductively licking a hammer and swinging on a wrecking ball - no - I am not making this up and no, I'm not going to link to it), see the student led "rape chant" at St. Mary's University in Nova Scotia where they all joined in happily and chanted together about non-consensual sex with underage girls and see the brilliant Texas sign shop owner who created such beautiful imagery of a helpless woman bound and gagged for a truck tailgate mural.  I'll tell you, nothing says "I respect women and they are created in the image of God, and I will honor them" more than that.  Makes you feel all warm and fuzzy, doesn't it?  Honestly, I could go on and on and on about this all day.  I could list tons and tons of examples of both men and women in our culture who are directly responsible for the sexist, exploitative attitude that demeans, degrades, demoralizes and dehumanizes women.  But, you've probably already seen just as many examples as I have. You've seen/met/known/watched the men who eat it all up, laugh at the raunchy jokes, watch things they shouldn't be watching and make sexist remarks about women.  You've also seen/met/known/watched the women who take off their clothes (and/or prance around on stage like some nutcase - because the mantra says it's okay to "own your sexuality, sister!"), or who volunteer to be the model for the abducted woman mural in Texas) only to be exploited for profit by those very same men - the men who actually laugh at them because they willingly sell themselves this way. While these women are under the horrifically wrong impression that they're somehow empowered or owning their sexuality, all they're doing in the long run is feeding the sexist, degrading attitude that these sinful men already have, that women are nothing more than objects, toys, items to be used.  And just for the record, I have no issue at all with women feeling free to flop and pop and twerk or whatever she wants to do - I just believe she should do it in her bedroom with her husband where none of us can see it.  For that matter, he can flop and twerk too, as long as I don't have to see it.   This is the way God intended human sexuality to be, fun, pleasurable, to bring husband and wife super close, super intimate, as one.

The only solution is God's creation humbling themselves, on their sinful faces before Him and repenting, and having their hearts and minds changed. I know that's not the solution most are looking for.  I also know that's not what most will do. Because most will want to keep doing whatever it is that they want to do.  Problem is, so will the sexist, immoral, raunchy people who keep doing what they want to do no matter who it offends, who it degrades or who it dehumanizes because... everyone's operating by their own set of standards and morals (or lack thereof).  I also know that's why it will only get worse and that's what is so frustrating.

In closing I will say, I am SO glad that God gave me an honorable husband. He's certainly not perfect and he knows it, but he's solid on this point, loves God, and is determined our son will never be one of those men out there chanting vulgar things, putting sexist murals on his truck or grinding around with a half naked young woman for the world to see.  I know there are a lot of dedicated parents out there raising decent girls and honorable boys, and my hat is off to you.  The world they're headed into is a lot more publicly decadent and depraved than the one we all grew up in.

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Can We Pick Something Else?

Okay so... right off the top, I think this is going to annoy a lot of people. I hope they'll all look past that and see what I'm actually saying, and why I'm saying it before they just let themselves be annoyed.

For as long as I can remember, Christians have used the parallel of cancer, to sin.  It's perfectly reasonable and perfectly understandable since our Holy Scriptures refer to sin as a disease that if left unchecked will grow and spread and invade and destroy you.  I do not disagree with this at all.  I also believe it's an important thing to remind the household of faith and the unbeliever as well.  Sin simply MUST be dealt with or it will be the undoing of a person. Exactly the same way a physical cancer works.

Here's my problem with that.  I know more about cancer than I ever wanted to know.  Over the last 20 years I have lost my grandpa, grand-father-in-law, step-dad, uncle and step-grand-father-in-law to cancer.  My former father-in-law, former sister-in-law have both battled cancer and so far, God willing, have come out victorious but not at all without very visible battle scars.  I am also a cancer-widow myself.  I'm also the mother of 4 little kids who are cancer orphans and I saw what cancer did to their precious little lives, and the long term result.  Lung cancer, liver cancer, bladder cancer, breast cancer, brain cancer, stomach cancer and skin cancer.  I know more about all of them than one person (not in the medical field) should ever really know.  I know more about the treatments, side affects, physical/psychological/emotional/spiritual affects, than I honestly ever thought I would.

I know, and I understand and I agree that sin should be compared to such a horrific, invasive, devastating thing such as cancer, and yet at the same time, every single time I see it phrase that way it feels like an invisible hand ripping off a deep, not-yet-fully-healed-and-never-really-will-be-while-on-this-earth scab and pouring salt into the wound.

I know it will never change, and it probably shouldn't.  We should always be as horrified at our own sin as we should be so fearful and apprehensive about cancer.  Always.  No exceptions, ever.  I know that Biblical, eternal truths should never be watered down to spare anyone's "feelings".  I'm the last person on the planet that would advocate that.

Sometimes though, I secretly wish folks would compare it to mold, or rotten teeth, or a creepy, thorny, stinky, invasive lawn weed or something less personal for me.  I'm also sure I'm not the only cancer-widow (or widower) that feels this way, we just don't like to say it out loud because it upsets people and we don't really want to do that.

No response is needed, really. Just a random thought I've had for the last 20 years that I've never really expressed before.