Pro Veritas, Contra Mundum

Legion, II

2009-07-13T23:03:00.000-05:00

The Legion’s ghastly face contorted as he leered at Jesus. Scabs and ragged scars covered his entire naked body. Father had once told me that Legion gashed himself with rocks as he wailed at night by the tombs. Now I could see for myself the awful destruction the demons had caused—nothing I had ever seen had terrified me so. The awful thing before me had the shape and language of a man, yet its body and voice were completely inhuman.
Legion shrieked a hideous laugh, scrabbling and writhing among the rocks. Jesus continued toward the Legion almost as quietly as before. I could see His lips moving slowly, forming words I could not hear, and I realized that the teacher’s eyes were closed as He walked. Was He praying at such a dangerous time? Didn’t He see that Legion was possessed? Hadn’t He heard the stories of men who had chained the Legion, only to find that the demons gave him strength to break any shackles?
Then Jesus stopped before the Legion. When he spoke, his words were clear, spoken in a gentle and level tenor. “Come out of the man, you unclean spirit!”
The Legion fell instantly to his knees, groveling at Jesus’ feet. His whole body trembled in the brown dust, thrashing and contorting before Jesus. Father clutched me close as Legion gave an agonizing howl, as if his body was breaking under the strain of the thousands within him. In his sickening, many-toned voice he wailed, “What have I to do with You, Jesus, Son lf the Most High God? I implore You by God, do not torment us!”
Awe stole my breath as the Legion’s words roared in my ears, so incredible I almost couldn’t comprehend them. Legion had never laid eyes on Jesus of Nazareth, yet the Legion had named Him the Son of God! The Messiah. This Jesus had the power to frighten hordes of demons, demons who called him the Son of God! As I watched him stand in peaceful strength, regarding Legion with compassion while he harshly rebuked the demons, the cold sweat of fear dried on my hands. I knew in that instant—I knew—that this man was He. With this knowledge came a sudden sense of peace, and as my pounding heart slowed I realized how my limbs had shaken and my breath had come in gasps.
Before my palms were completely dry and my breath caught deep in my lungs, the Legion ended his howling cries. He thrashed in the soil at Jesus’ hem, holding up his torn hands in supplication, head thrown back at a horrible angle as he stared sightless into the sky. There was a sudden silence as the Legion drew a great breath, broken only by the eerie cry of a bird overhead. Jesus spoke again, his voice still more calm and resonate than before.
“What is your name?”
The Legion’s body stiffened straight and still. As he spoke, the tones of his voice became increasingly garbled and earnestly pleading. “My name is Legion; for we are many! Son of God, do not send us from the country! Do not force us out, Highest One! O Mighty Son of God, do not drive us from this land!”
Jesus lifted his eyes in an unspoken prayer, then looked to Father and me. “There is a herd of swine on this mountain, is there not?”
I opened my mouth to answer Him when all of a sudden one of the other men said, “Listen! I hear some pigs now!”
Father and I turned as one to look in the direction the man pointed. A herd of swine trotted into view, thousands and thousands of them. Their backs were streaked with mud mixed from rain and dirt, and the ground trembled beneath their innumerable feet. As they came nearer, we edged back but Jesus faced Legion with serene assurance. The Legion raised clawed and grasping hands in distress. “Lord, let me stay in this country!”
“Yes. You will stay in this land, demons.” Jesus’ voice was tinged with a strange irony.
Legion gave a horrendous, hollowly triumphant laugh that echoed off the rocks. “Send us into the swine so that we may enter into them.”
Father gave a strangled cry of dread and my heart sank sickly in my chest. A strange and evil look gleamed in the Legion’s wild yellow eyes—heaving himself on all fours, he raised his twitching head in triumph, face contorting into his hideous, grinning leer. His screeching laugh strangled to a hoarse and wheezing gasp of infinite terror. Jesus raised His strong brown hands to heaven. To His Father.
“Leave this man all you many legions of evil spirits!”
Instantly the swine began squealing terribly, painfully, and running in the direction of the sea. Their sickening squeals and gurgling snorts deafened even my thoughts. Hundreds upon hundreds careened past us, running into the sea and drowning in the deep blue waves. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the ghastly, horrific sight of the demon-pigs diving madly to death, their corpses filling the waves. Then Father covered my eyes and forced my face against his chest. My stomach churned and I swallowed the sour taste in my mouth, struggling to breathe beneath the deluge of horrific images and sounds. As the awful screams of the hogs finally died away, I carefully opened my eyes. My entire body was sick, trembling, cold.
There was sudden silence for the second time this morning. As my mind cleared, I saw Jesus bending toward Legion, who lay on the ground as if dead with shallow breaths barely lifting his chest. For the first time since I had seen him, Legion’s muscles were relaxed and still beneath his bleeding and bruised skin. Tears filled his dark-ringed, exhausted eyes. His gaze was fixed on Jesus with adoration and gratitude so intense, I could hardly stand to look. With careful and infinitely tender hands, Jesus helped him sit. Giving a soft, sane sigh, Legion bowed his head into Jesus shoulder and wept.
“Lord Jesus, Son of God—“ He spoke in one voice now, broken and joyous and gentle. “Bless You, Mighty One!”
Jesus smiled a loving smile that radiated something far beyond words. Legion put a trembling hand to Jesus’ face and traced a tear that trailed down the Messiah’s cheeks. As a seabird’s piercing wail echoed from above the water, high in the gold sunlight, a desperate longing filled my heart. This man who was more than a man—Messiah, conqueror of demons, gentle lover, Son of God—fulfilled that yearning and drew me inexorably to Himself.
Jesus helped Legion stand, then walked with his hand on Legion’s shoulder, leading him down the steep hill toward the sea. I followed behind, wanting only to be near my Jesus and marveling still at what He had done. The rising sun had no glory compared to Him but as it rose it traced His outline and Legion’s with light, and they appeared to walk into its brilliance and disappear.

The Legion

2009-07-12T20:55:00.003-05:00

I've been so busy this summer that I haven't posted in over two months...although I've been trying to work on a post, the endless succession of work and chores and work renders blogging sadly impossible :( Thus I have decided to post some of the retold Bible stories that I wrote between 6-10 grades! I've never shared them before but since I was desperate and feeling somewhat whimsical today, why not? Since I can copy-paste, look for an update at least once a week :)

<><><> Part One: The Legion, from Mark 5 <><><>

Sudden silence woke me just before dawn. I had fallen asleep, just hours ago, to the shrieking winds and pouring rains of a violent storm. This abrupt stillness brought me instantly wide-awake. I lay still listening until the final faint, exhausted breath of storm wind died away. As the wet blue light of early morning seeped through the window cloth, I threw back my thin blanket and crept outside into the lonely morning air.
In the pale light droplets of fresh rain glimmered on everything in sight. They were calm and beautiful, unlike the wild and frightening deluge of the last few hours. Never in my life had I seen a violent storm—even a mild storm—stop so suddenly and completely.
I walked silently down the steep bank that led to the Sea of Galilee, a shining crown wrapped across the horizon. A few battered boats, looking weary of the winds and glad to finally be at peace, rested on the silvery water. As I drew closer to the sea, I watched the growing light distinguish waves from the shadows and bright patches on the water.
A bird screamed far out over the Sea of Galilee, the sound floating faintly to my ears. The sun was just rising in the east, like a brilliant jewel on the crown of the sea. It shone whitish-yellow and turned the sky to gentle orange. Black stood the fishing boats against this sunrise; our family fishing vessel among the silhouettes rocking on the waves. I stepped onto the sandy beach with my lungs full of clean air. Smiling happily, I listened to the muted calls of seabirds and the shift of wet sand beneath my feet.
As I came closer to the fishing boat, however, the low grumbling of Father’s voice resonated over the calmness of the morning, seemingly loud and out of place. I knew something was wrong; Father never grumbled, even when a storm prevented him from launching our boat early enough. Father glanced at me as I strolled toward him. His bushy eyebrows knitted together over eyes darker than their usual golden brown. “Samuel! Help me with the nets!”
My stomach lurched. The nets—I hadn’t repaired them last night as Father had asked. Instead, my friend Ezekiel and I had chased the storm up and down the sands, running ourselves breathless until stopped by the darkness and violence of the night. Lamenting my neglectfulness, I snatched one corner and tugged the soggy rope-weave onto the sand. The small hole of yesterday was larger, more ragged. Between missing the day’s fishing because of the storm and finding his nets in tatters, Father would surely not be pleased. Without daring to look in his direction, I began mending the net. Inside I wondered what punishment lay in store.
Father’s menacing shadow hovered darkly across the sandy net. My nervous fingers slipped and I threw the net down. “I’m sorry! Ezekiel and I were playing and we—“
Suddenly Father’s head swiveled sharply toward the Sea of Galilee, his concentration broken as my excuses fell on deaf ears. I stood up and gazed in the same direction, shading my eyes against the fiery sunrise with one hand, wondering what Father saw. No boat should be on the sea after such a fierce storm, that much I knew. Yet what else would my father see upon the waves?
To my astonishment, a simple wooden boat floated into view, dipping and rising with the tide. A group of men stood beneath its torn sail, all of them soaked with rainwater but excitedly gesturing. I froze at the edge of the water, incredulous—they had survived that storm at sea through the entire night! For a moment Father also stopped, stunned and silent, before splashing out to meet the boat in the last few feet of its journey to shore. Two of the men stumbled from their boat to the sand and caught some up in their hands, laughing and shaking their heads in disbelief. One man, however, caught my interest as he sat quietly and calmly in the rear of the craft, apparently less astonished to gain solid earth.
Then the rest of the men, excepting the quiet one who remained in the boat, swept me along with them as they leaped out to join their two companions in shouting gratefulness to God. As soon as they had finished their praises, they began telling Father about their night on the stormy waves. As we followed the group up the steep ground away from the sea, their voices gained volubility, the paths of their multiple narrations circling and crossing like the flight of the birds overhead. I trailed behind, my heart pounding with the contagious joy and excitement and wonder.
“Samuel, they spent the entire night out on the lake, and not a one of them was drowned! These men are followers of that Nazarene, Jesus, who teaches that he is the Son of God—the very man who is now in boat! No, but he is coming this way now! So much I have heard, I must ask—“
Father’s speech died, his mouth frozen and lips grayed, eyes fixed seemingly on my face. I opened my mouth to question him, but realized at the same time that he was staring beyond me, body tensing as his dark eyes narrowed and grew wary. The eyes of the men were transfixed beyond me as well, their tumultuous speech instantly stilled. Sudden as a fork of lightening, Father inhaled sharply, turning swiftly toward the sea and snatching my wrist. “Quick, Sam—“
“Stop!”
A horrible, inhuman hissing formed the single word. The sound of it hung in the now ominous morning air, heavier still because the birds had ceased singing. Everything had ceased. The hissing struck our ears again, one voice yet seemingly with thousands wailing and echoing in its inflection. “Stop. You will go no further, but listen to what I say.”
My hands clenched instantly into fists, nails piercing my palms. With a terrible, overwhelming fright I realized to whom the voice belonged—Legion. Legion. Legion, the demon possessed man of the tombs, the Legion, with his hissing, many-toned voice and inhuman keening shrieks. Night by night, his unearthly voice wafted from the burial places of the dead. A great scream rose in my throat that I was too frightened to voice, making me gasp for breath. In the deathly silence, I heard the Legion laugh madly, as he must have done during the fearsome storm.
Suddenly Jesus, the quiet man who had walked slowly behind the rest of us, came into view. He walked calmly toward my petrified father and the group of still-frozen men. From behind I heard a sudden rustle and a high screech. Freed by the knowledge that Legion’s freakish yellow eyes had finally left my back, I stumbled into Father’s arms. I peered over his tanned forearm, my horrified self unable to keep from looking.

The Excellent Woman

2009-04-12T23:05:00.003-05:00

This is the Proverbs 31 passage describing a woman of excellence who will be a wife of excellence. It defines exellence of character, working/living skills, money and time management, treatment of those who are underdogs or impoverished or her loved ones, speech, teaching, dress, bearing, and reputation. I followed my "commentary" on the chapter with a brief poem about what it means to be a truly lovely woman!

<><><>Proverbs 31<><><>

10An excellent wife, who can find? For her worth is far above jewels.

A woman who would make an excellent wife is extremely rare and invaluably precious--she is a man's treasure.

11The heart of her husband trusts in her, And he will have no lack of gain.

A good woman is trustworthy. Her words and actions coincide and she has integrity, forthrightness, and has the moral strength to act as she believes is right and as she says she will.

12She does him good and not evil, All the days of her life.
A woman who is virtuous, trustworthy, and excellent in moral character will be a blessing to a man for his entire life!

13She looks for wool and flax, And works with her hands in delight.

She looks for work and does so cheerfully, with her own hands.

14She is like merchant ships; She brings her food from afar.

She looks for things that are excellent, even if it takes more time or effort.

15She rises also while it is still night, And gives food to her household, And portions to her maidens.

She is on schedule, productive, dedicated, and diligent. She not only cares for

those who are closest to her, but also to those who are under her or below her.

16She considers a field and buys it; From her earnings she plants a vineyard.

She thinks before she spends money and chooses to spend it wisely and frugally. She takes her profits and invests or saves them.

17She girds herself with strength, And makes her arms strong.

She works energetically, efficiently, and unfailingly--she is a hard worker.

18She senses that her gain is good;Her lamp does not go out at night.

She is a good steward who ensures that things in her house/life are properly managed.

19She stretches out her hands to the distaff,And her hands grasp the spindle.

She is diligent, faithful, and a joyful and dedicated worker.

20She extends her hand to the poor,And she stretches out her hands to the needy.

She reaches out to the poor and needy, whether they desire material possessions or spiritual ministry.

21She is not afraid of the snow for her household,For all her household are clothed with scarlet.

The people she cares for can trust her to take good care of them.

22She makes coverings for herself; Her clothing is fine linen and purple.

She dresses with modesty and elegance.

23Her husband is known in the gates,When he sits among the elders of the land.

She has influence in the world around her.

24She makes linen garments and sells them,And supplies belts to the tradesmen.

She is enterprising and industrious.

25Strength and dignity are her clothing, And she smiles at the future.

She is poised. She is unafraid of the future because of who she is as a woman (and because of the God she believes in!).

26She opens her mouth in wisdom, And the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.

When she speaks and teaches, what she says is wise and kind--and she actually does speak and teach!

27She looks well to the ways of her household, And does not eat the bread of idleness.

She manages her home well as a diligent, productive, dedicated, wise, frugal, enterprising, industrious, joyful, faithful, kind, and caring woman.

28Her children rise up and bless her;Her husband also, and he praises her, saying:
29"Many daughters have done nobly,But you excel them all."

She is distinguished--she has an exceptional reputation for being the type of excellent woman who is described in this passage.

30Charm is deceitful and beauty is vain, But a woman who fears the LORD, she shall be praised.
She fears God above all else!

31Give her the product of her hands, And let her works praise her in the gates.

The things she says and does in her life are so beneficial, that she would be blessed if they were done to her. Others praise her and her deeds/words praise her.

<><><>Retrospect<><><>

There is a better thing, dear heart,

Than youthful flush or girlish grace.

There is the faith that never fails,

The courage in the danger place,

The duty seen, and duty done,

The heart that yearns for all in need,

The lady soul which could not stoop

To selfish thought or lowly deed.

All that we ever dreamed, dear wife,

Seems drab and common by the truth,

The sweet sad mellow things of life

Are more than golden dreams of youth.

Spiderthreads on Created Beauty

2009-03-28T20:19:00.004-05:00

"It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness." ~Tolstoy

Beauty is not goodness; in fact, beauty is often the most deceptive disguise beneath which masquerades abhorrent ugliness. Perhaps that statement hinges upon my definition of beauty...lately, I have realized yet more deeply that pure beauty is extraordinarily rare in this world (perhaps nonexistent?)--even in that which I love most for its beauty, that which draws me nearer to God and impresses me with His character or creation. Rather, anything done without God and without faith is dead, worthless, useless, ugly...no matter how such works may rate by earthly standards of beauty, what is not of God is hateful to God. Most of the works I consider so agonizingly beautiful are then the epitome of ugliness because they misuse God's precious gifts of amazing talent and breath-stealing beauty, seperating them from God. Such works take the glory of God, the ultimate aim of mankind, and cast it down in pride, even if unintentionally. "Beauty" created aside from God-centrific faith is then the greatest possible perversion of the incredible beauty and gifts with which God has endowed those who bear His image.

Thus plays like Our Town, sculptures like Nike of Samothrace, the Cruel World pas de deux, Prokofiev's score for Romeo and Juliet--each and every one of these agonizingly beautiful works is void of true, pure beauty. However, I am not condemning forms of created "beauty"--art, music, dance, theatre. Just as God speaks to us through sin-caused troubles and trials, I believe He speaks to us through these forms of sinfully-created "beauty". Despite their horrifying spiritual ugliness and perversion, God reveals Himself and aspects of true beauty through these works. We have spiritual eyes and hearts open to seeing and savouring God through such earthly and impure/imperfect beauty--I know I have seen and found God in Prokofiev, Nike, ballet, Emily Webb's final monologues...

So I desire to evaluate wordly beauty, to remember that it is ultimately repellant and revolting to God, but to see His beauty through it and to find Him in it. I seek beauty because God has created me with a soul that CRAVES it and cannot live without it. And I am eagerly and wistfully awaiting the time when I will finally see true, pure, unadulterated beauty unmasked! Then I will no longer hear an agonizing beautiful echo and suddenly, sadly realize in the midst of listening that it bears no resemblance to the real sound.

"Pleasures are shafts of glory as it strikes our sensibility..." ~C.S.Lewis

"The fine arts once divorcing themselves from the truth are qutie certain to fall mad, if they do not die." ~Thomas Carlyle

"We want something else which can hardly be put into words--to be united with the beauty we see, to pass into it, to receive it into ourselves, to bathe in it, to become part of it...Someday, God willing, we shall get IN." ~Lewis

Harry Potter

2009-03-21T21:35:00.002-05:00

I realize the debate over Harry Potter is a thing long-past, but it's come up a few times in conversation here at school. I've been thinking back over the ages-old arguments for and against the popular series...the following is my attempt to express the evidence I've found and conclusions I've drawn.

The justification I hear most often is that Harry Potter is fantasy fiction, and therefore the witchcraft and sorcery in the book is only imaginary. This is not quite true. The thunderbolt on Harry's forehead is a historically famous occult symbol, used by Hitler for the SS (he was involved in the occult) and by various admittedly occult death metal bands. Nicolas Flamel, a character from the first HP book, was an actual historical alchemist and occult figure. The "Hand of Glory" goes back through history as a famous occult object--a severed (and often mummifed) hand used as a charm and for black magik incantations. Here is a list of actual occult and satanic practices that are ACCURATELY described and employed in the HP series:

Reading of palms and tea-leaves
Crystal-ball gazing
Divination
Curses
Incantation, charms, spells
Rune stones
Divination
Astrology
Arithmancy
Numerology
Auras
Trances
Blood sacrifice
Scrying (direct contradiction to Deut 18:11 and Luke 16:19-31)
Possession--"I could possess the bodies of others...I sometimes inhabited animals - snakes, of course, being my preference - but I was little better off inside them than as pure spirit, for their bodies were ill-adapted to perform magic...and my possession of them shortened their lives; none of them lasted long... 'Then...four years ago...the means for my return seemed assured. A wizard young, foolish, and gullible wandered across my path in the forest I had made my home... He was easy to bend to my will....I took possession of his body, to supervise him closely as he carried out my orders." (The Goblet of Fire, p. 567)
Shape-shifting

The reader can walk into any bookstore or library and find books that will teach the reader to actually perform these occult rituals/practices as described! This is NOT true of the magic found in either LOTR or CoN. The magic of HP is NOT merely fantastical--it is magic from the real world, found in the real world! Real-world Wiccans, satanists, and occultists recognize this fact!

It is also commonly argued that the series presents an epic (and Biblically approved) battle between good and evil. The good and evil represented in HP, however, have a moral ambiguity that make its messages all the more subtle and dangerous. What basis do good and evil have in HP, and from whence does the HP magic come? Rowling writes of magic in one book, “There is no good and evil, there is only power, and those too weak to seek it...". This thought aligns with the occult thought defined by witch Marion Weinstein, "No duality exists between good and evil. The One Power over all is neither good or bad; it transcends qualitative thought." The magic in HP has no higher power (allegorical God) that created and controls it, as the Emporer over the Sea does with Narnian magic. Rather, it is a sort of "force" that can be controlled and used as a character wishes--this nullifies any suggestion of a higher authority or God.

But this moral ambiguity also stretches into the actual actions of the characters. In MANY cases, the ends serve to justify the means. Harry performs good and sometimes noble actions, but often through/with disobedience and disrespect--not to mention the fact that witchraft in a sense chooses Harry and controls/guides significant life choices (which dorm he is placed in and which wand "chooses" him). Adults are viewed negatively and children escape to places where they have the power with Rowling herself admitting this idea as inspiriation for the series, "The idea that we could have a child who escapes from the confines of the adult world and goes somewhere where he has power, both literally and metaphorically, really appealed to me." In another BLATANT amoral concept, people who do not possess the ability to perform witchcraft and sorcery are looked down upon and typified as ignorant, boring, or bad.

Many still argue the permissibility of HP--after all, it isn't actually drawing children into witchcraft or the occult, especially if appropriately explained. On one hand, there is evidence that the rise of HP is related to a rise in occultism among juveniles: “... the Pagan Federation's Steve Paine, the high priest of a coven, said the highly successful Harry Potter books were popular amongst practising witches. "They are taken as fantasy entertainment. But they do encourage people to think about different forms of spirituality", he said." Deutoronomy 18:9 addresses interaction with occultism: "When you enter the land which the LORD your God gives you, you shall not learn to imitate the detestable things of those nations." The Hebrew word for "learn" means "to study, become accustomed to". The HP series--even if not directly pushing readers into the occult--does desensitize one to the occult simply by filling one's mind with an extremely positive representation of it. The reader in a sense becomes accustomed to the witchcraft represented in the book by reading about it over and over again.

Even if one finds no problem with the occultism or moral issues within HP, it would seem that the content is unecessarily dark and "creepy" and morbid. Phillipians 4:8 calls for CONSTANT meditation on what is beautiful and noble and good and true and pure and of good report. HP contains severed and mummified hands, black magik, blood sacrifices, a baby boiled in a cauldron, demons, werewolves, vampires, possession (described in eerie and dark terms), scrying, shape-shifting, among a host of disgusting/dark/morbid/just plain ickyness.

One last thought--if sorcery and witchraft can be justified in a fantastical literay setting, then adultery, immorality, murder, theft, lies, swearing, and any other negative element can likewise be justified. And in the end, is it not most important to simply avoid every HINT of evil? Especially an evil that is based on the worship of the Evil One, the greatest enemy of God?

Wolves in Wolves' Clothing

2009-03-07T20:56:00.002-06:00

I can hardly believe the blatant, ridiculous, unapologetic, unashamed heresy of this false teacher! It's frightening and saddening to realize how easily people are led astray. A wolf in a wolf's clothing, if I've ever seen such:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=22htEwXYkLU&feature=rec-HM-rev-rn

As Christians, we hear so much complaint about the elusive, entangling meshes of post-modern thought. Cultic or heretical teachings are so often depicted as close to the truth, and are led by smooth-talking fluent "Christianese-speaking" teachers. With all the emphasis on confusion and subtlty and trickery and deceit, we tend to see false prophets and false prophecy as wolves in sheep's clothing. Somehow the blame often transfers (even slightly) from us to their guile, expertise, and charisma. In truth, however, we cannot deny that the ultimate responsibility lies with us--God's truth is revealed and we are without any excuse. Equipped with the Bible, we are enabled to recognize untruth for what it is--the wolves look like wolves in wolves' clothing.

The Disconcerting Downfall of Verbiage

2009-02-22T00:09:00.005-06:00

Language is one of my favourite things God has created, something so magical and beautiful and yet so confining. I love the shape of words as they meander across a crisp page (I keep a journal with all of my favourite words in alphabetical order!)...and I love the way words feel when you form them in your mouth, when you alter them with inflection or intonation or an accent. I absolutely devour words whenever they come my way--especially quaint words or words that look/feel/sound exactly like their meanings. And naturally my soul simply sings when words are linked together in a manner that perfectly and beautifully expressed some noble thought or lovely image or intense emotion...

As someone who loves words and language so dearly, modern literature and poetry are disconcerting! I am continually shocked by the lack of excellence in modern vocabulary and verbiage. With few exceptions, the beauty and excellence of verbal expression seem to be waning...it is as if a luminous and glorious moon were nearing complete eclipse. I certainly do not want to live in the darkness of prosaic, base, ignoble utlization of language. Without a proficient understanding of language, how narrow, how insipid, how unimaginative, how contstrained, how limited would be the "shorelines of wonder" amd the "waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind"! How frightening and dismal to not merely lose sight of the beauty of words, but to relinquish even the desire to see that loveliness...to have part of your mind shriveled, stagnant, and small...

"I am concerned that our reading and our writing is gravitating to the lowest common denominator so completely that the great themes of majesty and nobility and felicity are made to seem trite, puny, pedestrian...I am concerned about the state of the soul in the midst of all the cheap sensory overload going on today. You see, without what Alfred North Whitehead called "an habitual vision of greatness", our soul will shrivel up and lose the capacity for beauty and mystery and transcendence...To write pedanticaly about radiance or infinity or ubiquity stunts the mind and cramps the soul. To find the right word, to capture the perfect image, awakens the spirit and enlarges the soul."

"The true purpose...is to cherish and unfold the seed of immortality already sown within us; to develop, to their fullest extent, the capacities of every kind with which God who made us has endowed us." --Anna James

"The man who does not read good books has no advantage over the man who can't read them." --Mark Twain

"A large, still book is a piece of quietness, succulent and nourishing in a noisesome world, which I approach and imbibe with "a sort of greedy enjoyment"." --Holbrook Johnson

"Here are beauties which pierce like swords or burn like cold iron...in reading great literature, I become a thousand men and yet remain myself...I transcend myself; and I am never more myself than when I do." --Clive Staples Lewis

"What is well-written...it is the very blood of thought!" --Gustave Flaubert

I have many of my favourite poems hyperlinked at the lower right on the homepage of this blog...go read some :)

Musings on God, Evil, Glory, His Character...

2009-02-07T01:21:00.003-06:00

In Personal Responsibility classes this week, we have been discussing the relationship between a "Good God" and natural/moral evil. To be perfectly honest, these issues are not new to me and I admit my mind wanders in class--I find myself considering not the topic, but how my own perception of God has been altered by the moral evil I have experienced and understood...

Every discussion seems to return to the conclusion that God's allowance/sovereign decrees of evil and condemnation are not fully comprehensible. I don't take this lightly! Some of my close family members are unsaved, and it unbearably pains me to know they are slowly dying an eternal death. I have had difficult losses even in my personal life. In the end, I have to rest on God's own assertions that His purposes are perfect and good, that all is working together for His glory...which is the ultimate and supreme end. I have to live believing that evil, no matter how great, is for the purpose of glorifying my God...

To live like that, I have to believe that God's character is worthy of glorification that is attained through the allowance/decree of evil and condemnation. The more I ponder Who He is as revealed in the Bible--and more tangibly, in my life--the more I see His worth. If nothing else God has made Himself more worthy and wonderful to me through my experiences and my awareness of the reality of eternal seperation. I have witnessed and felt His character more deeply, and the bitterness of life has only provided a contrast that has made Him sweeter...

I need to remind myself of this sometimes...my little hardships and others' greater hardships, all are to glorify a God who is utterly worth glorification at any cost. What helps me live this belief? SEEING and SAVOURING Who God is, all the marvelous attributes of His character. How could I serve a God whose glory was not worthy of every small or magnificent sacrifice? I would rather be terrifed by God's incomprehensible decrees than follow a god whose character was less worthy!

C.S.Lewis said, "Cramped or terrified, we must be...I prefer terror...Have you never, when walking in a wood, turned back deliberately for fear you should come out at the other side and thus make it ever after in your imagination a mere beggarly strip of trees?"

Thank God that He is so great we must never fear finding out the limits of Himself.

Why I am not a Fan of Mark Driscoll

2009-01-24T21:52:00.003-06:00

I just read this article the other day and was extraordinarily upset by its contents. I really loved Driscoll's chapel address last semester, and was saddened to discover the concerning nature of his "ministry". I'll give you a couple examples of his proclaimed approach to preaching and counseling...However, I do NOT feel comfortable posting much of the graphic content on this blog, so read the article if you'd like to understand the seriousness of the problems I perceive!
http://thechristianworldview.com/tcwblog/archives/1640

<><><><><><>"Oddly enough, it was a stand-up comedian, foul-mouthed Chris Rock, whom Mark Driscoll credits with teaching him how to preach...Driscoll sets the stage for more mocking of Scripture by describing the Old Testament as “a redneck hillbilly comedy.” He finds humor in Jacob, Aaron, Moses, Job, Jeremiah, and Noah. For example, he undermines the seriousness of the messages of Jeremiah, a prophet of God, by describing him as someone “who cries like a newly crowned beauty queen all the time.” He laughs at Noah for getting drunk and ending up naked in his tent, and then compares him to “some redneck on vacation.” Why would Driscoll find amusement or pleasure in seeing Noah’s dignity reduced or undermined?
In light of Driscoll’s comments, it is interesting to recall the biblical account of the reaction of Noah’s three sons. Unlike the response of his son Ham, the other brothers “turned away and they did not see their father’s nakedness”…and surely they did not laugh. On the other hand, for Ham and his descendents,… his response came with a high price."

"To the contrary, as believers we are called to fervently contend for the faith, which includes protecting and preserving the integrity of God’s Word. Finding amusement and joking with Scripture as acceptable has a way of making sober-minded people begin to
treat serious matters less seriously. Will Mark Driscoll’s followers ever read the account of Jeremiah or Noah in the same light after hearing or reading the way Driscoll butchers these stories? Is the serious message of Ezekiel 4 undermined when it has been reduced to “scatological humor”?"

<><><><><><>"At the expense of the reputation of Christ, Driscoll flippantly joked regarding those who differ with him on the interpretation of this book. Driscoll asserted, “Now what happens is some say ‘Well, we do believe in the book, and we will teach it, but we’re gonna teach it allegorically.’ And there’s a literal and an allegorical interpretation. They’ll say, ‘Well the allegorical interpretation, it’s not between a husband and a wife, Song of Solomon, love and romance and intimacy; what it is, it’s about us and Jesus.’ Really?… I hope not…If I get to heaven and this goes down, I don’t know what I’m gonna do…. I mean it’s gonna be a bad day. Right? I mean seriously…’You dudes know what I’m talking about… You’re like, “No, I’m not doing that… You know I’m not doing that… I love Him [Jesus] but not like that.” What was the response of the congregants? They laughed...A similar account is given in The Radical Reformission, stating Jesus “has a mom whom everyone thinks is a slut, a dad whom they think has the brilliance of a five-watt light bulb for believing the ‘virgin birth line, and brothers who likely pummel him frequently, because even God would have to get at least one wedgie from his brothers if he were to be fully human.” How can he talk like this without cringing?
Other reckless descriptions about the life of Christ surface in Mark’s book stating that by the time Jesus was thirty years old He was “a classic underachiever with no wife, kids, stable career or even much of a home.” Then he plants a less than honest idea about the ministry and character of Christ saying, “….God came to earth and he kicks things off as a bartender….”...But, Jesus is not a dude, He is a King. In the words of A.W. Tozer, Christ is being “courted with a familiarity that reveals a total ignorance of who He is. It is not the reverent intimacy of the adoring saint but the impudent familiarity of a carnal lover.” Mark Driscoll may think these images and descriptions of Christ play well in edgy Seattle, but they are a figment of his imagination, not the Word of God. “If then I am the Father,Where is my honor?And if I am the master,‘Where is My reverence?’ says the Lord of Host.” (Malachi 1:6)."

<><><><><><>"The mind is the battleground, but in the case of Mark Driscoll, instead of protecting the mind against the crudity and vulgarity of the world, he intentionally uses it. For example, Driscoll appears to have discovered early on that sex sells and that he could use it to draw a crowd. He writes, “I assumed the students and singles were all pretty horny, so I went out on a limb and preached through the Song of Songs. ….Each week I extolled the virtues of marriage, foreplay, oral sex, sacred stripping, and sex outdoors, just as the book teaches…This helped us a lot because apparently a pastor using words like ‘penis’ and ‘oral sex’ is unusual, and before you could say “aluminum pole in the bedroom,” attendance began to climb steadily to more than two hundred people a week.” Even the title of his new book, Porn-Again Christian, is case in point of distorting the words of Christ in order to grab the attention of guys to read it..."

<><><><><><>MacArthur says, "I just think there is a dignity, there’s a maturity, there’s a holiness, a virtue, a fear of God that belongs with the pastorate, …there’s a refinement that belongs in the ministry. The Bible talks about that ; being ’sober-minded’ - the pursuit of godliness,…Speech that comes out of your mouth, no filthy communication, only that which ministers grace to the hearer ….you can’t put one thought in their mind and then try to transition them to something holy…it’s a new kind of thing that I never, ever, imagined would happen…”

“Likewise urge the young men to be sensible; in all things show yourself to be an example of good deeds, with purity in doctrine, dignified, sound in speech which is beyond reproach, so that the opponent will be put to shame, having nothing bad to say about us.” (Titus 2:6)."

Student Government Calls for Cureton's Removal

2009-01-21T15:41:00.005-06:00

Link to statement from Student Senate:

http://friendsofnwc.com/studentresponse.html

The students who are now calling for Cureton's removal have done careful, careful research--they have talked to the Board of Trustees, faculty, ex-trustees, and Dr. Cureton multiple times. It is very telling that an amazing majority of senators approved such a strongly-worded letter!

Perpetual Dying of the Spiritually Dead

2009-01-18T22:25:00.002-06:00

While leading me to salvation at the age of four, my wonderful mama provided me with a good understanding of such doctrines as man's innate sin nature and the requisite result of eternal seperation from God. Even as a little girl, I understood that if my unsaved family and friends died in unbelief, God's judgment of their sin would condemn them to this ultimate torment...I can remember moments of desperation when I pleaded (in tears even) for the salvation of family or friends. In my dad's case, this was especially harrowing--the concept of his eternal seperation from God even permeated my sleep in the terrible, reoccuring nightmares.

About four years ago, however, I realized anew the concepts of the "eternal soul" and "eternal condemnation". Instead of understanding eternal death/seperation from God as something that happened after physical death, I came to comprehend it as something that was happening every millisecond of an unbeliever's life...and that perspective has altered the way I view life...

Walking home from the library, I was watching people go about their city lives when these terrible images and realization swept over me. I saw these strangers dying. I could see this strange, frightening, unstoppable death, happening second by agonizing second before my eyes! It was almost unbearable to witness this massive, horrible, slow decay of human souls! The images and realization were so vivid...

It shook me. I literally felt physically ill. I couldn't dismiss (and I can't forget) the images of this state of perpetual dying--in a sense, I could almost smell its "stench". And that broke my heart.

I still have moments when I'm watching people riding the bus with me, children at the playground, the teller at the bank, the couple laughing together over dinner at my favourite coffee shop...And I see those images. I see them playing, teasing, laughing, or crying in complete ignorance of their own souls' horrific, continuing decay. When I see that, my heart just screams and I want nothing more than to reveal that eternal state to them and offer them Hope...

All this to say, (I remind myself too, just by posting this) remember that every unbelieving person you see is dying, dead, decaying...their souls are eternal and so is their punishment if they don't accept Christ. Images like that are a call to active witness!

"But you be watchful in all things, endure afflictions, do the work of an evangelist, fulfill your ministry."--2 Timothy 4:5

NWC Truth Website--CHECK IT OUT!

2009-01-16T15:06:00.003-06:00

Hello, all--

Following Board's non-response (and failure to even reference his letter/my Statement), Dallas Jenkins has made his new Memo and various other pertintent documents available online!

Please check out the website. The username is "northwestern" and the password is "truth"!

http://nwctruth.com/

PLEASE READ!

2009-01-13T15:09:00.003-06:00

Today the Board of Trustees emailed a memo to the student body of Northwestern College. This memo is deemed a "response" to the memo written by Dallas Jenkins and the Statement (with its 275+ student signatures!).

Quite frankly, the Board's memo constitutes a farcical slander of the word "response".

I realize this is strong language--which I hate to use and strive to avoid--but in this case, I believe those words are justified. If you have read the documents and/or spoken with concerned professors, alumni, or students, it becomes apparent that this memo displays blatant and offensive disregard for all the concern, commitment, prayer, and carefully considered actions of numerous faculty, alumni, and students.

There is not even a basic, courteous acknowledgement of Dallas' memo, the petition Statement, or anything else faculty/alumni/students have done. The Board's memo is an insufficent and redundant reiteration of blanket 'Christianese' statements and unfounded presidential support. Extraordinarily serious concerns have been raised by the college's most influential, respected, long-standing, committed faculty and alumni (and recently students and the Christian community at large)--why do these concerns continue to be blatantly disregarded? I once again plead with you--read the latest memo from Dallas Jenkins and then read the Board "response". Ponder the weight of the issues and in light of that, consider the Board memo...

I am so heartbroken as I watch this unfold before my eyes. It is inexpressibly sad for the future of Northwestern, (the college I love!), and for the good of students now and in the future. My prayers will only grow more fervent.

It breaks my heart.

Dallas' memo: http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dhr789gs_11dcfrnwhn
Board memo: http://nwc.nwc.edu/display/6988

I URGE you to Read the Following!!!

2009-01-10T20:08:00.003-06:00

I know most of you are aware that I have been very closely following---and recently very closely involved---with the administrative situation at Northwestern College. Over the past month or so, I've been waiting for permission to release to you an important and informative document. The moment has arrived...

Dallas Jenkins (alumnus of the 90s and movie producer...he's a great guy!) sent a new memo to the Board of Trustees--on the same day that my Statement and signatures were delivered to the Board. The memo explains as concisely as possible the questions/issues on the minds of concerned faculty, ex-administrators, alumni, and students.

I would strongly, strongly encourage you to read the memo (talk to me, look to my "Truth Wars" post below, or read my Statement to find out why I believe the issues are so significant)!!! Feel more than free to post any questions too!!!

In prayer,
PRO VERITAS CONTRA MUNDUM

http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dhr789gs_11dcfrnwhn

Entertainment Choices...

2009-01-06T19:34:00.006-06:00

Please read the following with a truly open mind, really contemplating it.

I don't and never have watched the "bad parts" in movies, or movies that I know to be "bad", but my mind has been prodded by few nagging questions about even my conservative/mild entertainment that I cannot brush aside...

Why do I make each individual entertainment choice (whether a movie, song, play, book, tv show, etc)?
If my entertainment choice contains language, violence, or sexuality (and obviously the inevitable elements of nonBiblical worldview)...how do I justify that material, and is that justification aligned to Scripture and a heart that glorifies God? How should I treat such an entertainment choice?

...as I've searched for answers, my thought process went something like this...
Why do we choose the entertainment we do (for example, movies like the Bourne Trilogy or How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days)? Because they have great high speed chases, physical combat scenes, "snazzy" music and filming, cute/funny romance, and "good-looking" stars. What negative elements do these movies contain? Language (including expletive use of "Jesus" and/or "Christ"), sexuality, alcohol abuse, and violence.

So how do people justify that material? I think if people are honest with themselves (and I've actually heard this stated), they enjoy watching the "cool" action moves and interesting ways of incapacitating and killing the bad guys--especially when they're watching a talented, handsome actor and the quality of the film is good. Besides, the violence and constant killings are part of the magnificent fight for Good and Freedom and Justice! Maybe people fast-forward through the sexuality (though "ooo-ing" at the kiss!) and laugh at the humour of innuendos or slightly inappropriate jokes. And it's always wonderful to see two adorable people treating each other adorably and having adorable romantic moments. When people hear swearing or Christ's name abused, they remind themselves that it's wrong and overlook it because they know this. But are these justifications Scriptural and to God's glory? Here's where I ran into some problems. I just can't reconcile these little justifications with verses like:

"Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report...meditate on these things." (Phillipians 4:8)

So then the question is whether our entertainment choices are:
--"True" (ultimately Truth is God, but it also what is revealed through His Word)...I think it is fairly obvious that God through His Word abhors adultery, abusing Christ's name, alcohol abuse, and the enjoyment of or excessiveness of violence! But I think we should also question whether our attitude toward these things is conducive to upholding Truth and directing our minds toward it...Is it beneficial to subsist on a diet of overlooking things that God HATES? Shouldn't we feed off these kinds of entertainment at a MINIMUM, not "as much as we can without being affected"? Shouldn't we be striving to focus our minds and lives more on God and His Truth, rather than allowing ourselves to be exposed to falsity (no matter how much we remind ourselves of its falseness)???
--"Noble" (Greek word meaning "worthy of respect and awe" in a spiritual sense)--This overlaps with some of the other words, including True. When you realize that we have been commanded to meditate on what is worthy of spiritual respect and awe, I don't see how anything that goes against God's Word can qualify. Would you tell someone (especially an unbeliever you're witnessing to) that you think licensciousness, profanity, and entertaining/excessive killing are noble, respectable, and awesome? I think not. Then why do we tell our friends that we love movies like the Bourne Trilogy or The Devil Wears Prada?
--"Just" (means what is rightly in harmony with God's standards)--Walking rightly in harmony with God's standards, upholding and promoting His standards, does not seem synonymous with overlooking constant sin, promotion of antiBiblical worldviews, etc.
--"Pure" (morally undefiled)--Well. I think we've covered this one. I'll just take this chance to challenge you with what challenged me! Scripture fairly clearly calls us to glorify God, follow His commands, be a witness to the World, and strive to be more like Him ("Whoever says he abides in Him ought also to walk as He walked." 1 John 2:6). Even if you aren't affected by the a- or im- morality in entertainment (an excuse I would dispute!), when you partake of this entertainment are you truly doing your utmost to glorify God and purify your mind? What do "undefiled" and "pure" truly mean, whether we are comfortable/happy with that definition or not?
--"Lovely" (Greek means "amiable", but the implication is graciousness/kindness)--Again, it would seem fairly obvious that marvelling over/enjoying/respecting/etc killing or immorality isn't lovely, gracious, or kind! But it shouldn't be just the "big stuff" like murders or sex scenes that we view as unlovely...it's crucial that we realize the little things are more impactful, more pervasive, and often harder recognize or keep from affecting us. Are the ways a movie romance unfolds (and the reasons for the romance) REALLY glorifying and pleasing to God? Is a violent and destructive action sequence REALLY glorifying and pleasing to God? In the vast and overwhelming majority, no.
--"Of good report" (highly regarded)--I think we'd all agree that it is God's regard that is really of utmost import to Christians. I ask you to challenge yourself the way I have been challenging myself. Really think through every aspect of an entertainment choice you have made and ask the question, "Does God highly regard this?" (The answer, like medicine, is hard to take but it's been very good for me already!) But even on a human level, can you say without exception that you "highly regard" the entertainment choice? Would you say that to an unbeliever?

I'm sure you are, by this time, thinking I'm an overzealous girl who has gone off the radically conservative deep end. I need to relax, be realistic, not be so judgmental, lighten up--and I understand, I've thought the same about others (those Amish! Bill Gothard!). But remember this: The questions I've been pondering and Bible passages I've read left me unsettled, convicted me, and confirmed my convictions--even though I do NOT exactly ''like" those convictions and I have tried my best to brush some of them aside. But in the end (provided you aren't going to judge others based on your own convictions or get "all legalistic"!), isn't it better to push yourself "unnecessarily far" toward the side of purity and righteousness?

Any thoughts, agreements, refutations?

Why I Chose the Title "Pro Veritas, Contra Mundum"

2009-01-02T10:53:00.003-06:00

Since my first post a couple days ago, the (few) people who have read my (terrible) blog have inevitably asked, "What does that crazy long title mean, anyways?" What follows is a brief attempt to explain...although it has been a many-years process...

A mere six years after the Roman emperor Constantine declared (in 313 AD) Christianity to be an official religion of the Roman Empire, a terrible heresy attacked the Church. A man named Arius of Alexandria began teaching that Christ was not an eternal deity or the Son of God. A just-ordained deacon named Athanasius responded to this attack with statements of the Truth--Christ's equality, eternity, sonship, and oneness with God.

As Arius wrote letters explaining his beliefs to bishops around the world, however, the debate over Arianism continued to grow. Finally, in 325 AD, Emperor Constantine called for a council at Nicea to address and resolve the issues. At this Nicean Council, Athanasius became the voice of Truth, the leader of Arius' opposition. After lengthy discussion the Council created and officially agreed upon the Nicean Creed, which centered around the Greek word "homo-ousios" (of the same substance, nature, or essence) and declared Christ's co-equality, co-eternity, and sonship.
Yet as time progressed, the Arian heresy infiltrated and permeated the Church. Seeking unity and unwilling to stand for Truth, bishops and leaders compromised the Nicean Creed in acceptance of Arianism.

However, Athanasius refused to participate in these allowances--yet as Arianism became almost wholly accepted, he continued fighting for the black-and-white Truth he believed. He fought desperately against magistrates and emperors (five emperors even banished him!) and faced incredible opposition from fellow Christians, including bishops and theologians. At one point, an aquaintance asked Athanasius if he realized that he was fighting against the ideology of an entire world. Athanasius responded in Latin:

"Athanasius contra mundum"..."Then it is Athanasius against the World".

And that is where I draw some inspiration for my blog title. Like Athanasius and countless Christian brothers and sisters throughout history (think William Wilberforce, Martin Luther, etc), I desire to seek, stand, and fight!

"For Truth, even against the World".

Random thoughts on "The Truth War"

2008-12-31T20:14:00.004-06:00

I just finished a fabulous book by John MacArthur entitled "The Truth War". I would strongly suggest that everyone read it :-) What follows is just thoughts and challenges to myself first and then to you as my brothers and sisters...soli Deo gloria!

"Most Christians nowdays simply don't care about the prevalence of false doctrine, nor do they take seriously their own duty to fight against apostasy. Instead, they want a friendly atmosphere of open acceptance for everyone, tolerance of opposing ideas, and charitable dialogue with the apostates."
"When we stand before the judgment seat of Christ, believers from this generation will not be able to justify their apathy by complaining that the strife of conflict over truth just seemed 'too negative'...or that the issues were 'merely doctrinal' and therefore not worth the effort."

This seems all too true to me! The dreaded word "postmodernism" is practically a blight on the message of those who dare to use it...but postmodernism has had an influence upon modern Christianity. Some of that influence may be positive, but the negative impact cannot be denied. In reality, Truth is more important than ANYTHING else--we cannot allow tolerance, diversity, "gracious charity", and unity to superceede propositional (factually stated) doctrinal Truth. Modern Christianity has come to place an extraordinarily, distressingly low value on academic study of the Bible. In truth, the Bible ought to be understood and defended by/through a careful study of the text in its original languages and historical contexts. While we must confront falsehood with caution, grace, prayer, study, and an attitude of love, we MUST confront it negatively--"fight" it. This is a vital duty and profession of belief, not "worthless".

"This is what we are called, commanded, and commissioned to do (1 Cor 1:17-31). Faithfulness to Christ demands it. The honour of God requires it. We cannot sit by and do nothing...we must not embrace such confusion in the name of charity, collegiality, or unity....As always, a war is being waged against the truth. We are on one side or the other. There is no middle ground--no safe zone for the uncommitted...And it is actually a sin not to fight...That is true even though fighting sometimes results in conflict within the visible community of professing Christians."

This is another falsehood I see constantly propagated even among Christians. It is not conflict itself that is taboo according to Scripture--rather, Scripture alludes to conflict as unavoidable in the Christian life. Apostasy and false ideology "creeps in unnoticed" (Jude) and necessitates conflict. Even the smallest battle is "lost" or "won"...and the smallest "loss" weakens the Truth that we have been commissioned to protect as an eternal treasure. With God as our motivation, according to His will, driven by His Word, reliant on His strength--we must allow nothing to breach the defenses of Truth.
It would be wonderful if the falsities and deceptions were broadcast as such, but that is not the method of the "Father of Lies"! We brothers and sisters in Christ must always be on guard, always comparing what we see and hear to God's Word, always ready to point out untruth and defend the truth, always holding each other accountable. Be like the Bereans of Acts, because that is what is absolutely needed:

"They may understand the truth. They may even seem to follow it enthusiastically...Most seek to remain within the church and actively seek acceptance among the people of God. Because everything they do undermines faith and corrupts the truth, such people pose a grave danger to the health of the flock--even though they usually bend over backward to appear friendly, likeable, and pious...Many of them are so blinded by their evil desires that they really imagine they are serving Christ when i nfact they are opposing Him (John 16:2)...If not vigourously resisted, apostasy will spread like leaven through seminaries, denominations, missions agencies, and other Christian institutions."

And this is where the idea of Christians in conflict and staunch defense of Truth comes under attack. I do wholeheartedly believe that conflict over Truth holds the danger of becoming a personal vendetta or a personal attack, motivated by pride, envy, or amibition. But why do modern Christians shy away from recognizing that apostasy is the most subtle and dangerous falsity? That it is from WITHIN that the Enemy makes his most successful attack? Unfortunately, the same attitude of "charity" and "tolerance" and "love" that is so dangerous to Truth is also dangerous to those who defend Truth:

"But let someone seriously question whether an idea that is gaining currency in the evangelical mainstream is really biblically sound, and the person raising concern is likely to be shouted down by others as a 'heresy hunter' or dismissed out of hand as a pesky whistle-blower."

If you (and I) have carefully rooted our concern in God's Word and wise counsel, I would encourage you (and myself, of course) to ignore the voices that cry "witch hunt" and "whistle blower"!!! We must not be afraid or dissuaded from defending the Truth! Returning to the Bible and prayer on a daily basis is a must--but there are too few warriors willing to stand up in the face of (even Christian, sadly) opposition. If you have ground for your belief--if you see untruth undermining the witness/proclamation of Christ's salvation or the Word or Person of God? Stand firm. Keep seeking God's purpose. Give the battle to Him because it is ultimately His. But stand firm! You are fighting for eternity on the side of the Light!