Skrevet af Jørn Nielsen
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Mandag, 27. august 2018 05:00 |
When John Maccain died, I died also, or rather I´d already died to the American dream and idealism which he so beautifully conveyed when listening to him at a big rally in Fresno, CA, 10 years ago.
I apologize for being so stupid.
But I liked him and wanted at that time to ask him a couple of questions, but it was all too crowded for that. Instead it pleased the Lord to lead me to a young teacher on that very occasion, and a few days later I had the joy of seeing him trust the Lord Jesus as his Savior in his own home.
That transcended my fascination of Maccain´s personality. My babe in Christ and myself were suddenly in the presence of a greater Personality.
Then Mr. Trump came along. I was tricked by his vision of making America great again and getting cleaned up in Washington as a successful business man that could again make America a paying business. I connived at his pride, sexual affairs and was even tempted to look at him as a modern, biblical king Cyrus as many Christians did.
I apologize for being so naive.
I began to realize the futility of mixing political idealism with the claims of Christ. But American Christianity is pretty successful in doing that, and I was on the point of swallowing the bait too.
I apologize for being so "American".
I´m not picking at other Christians however. The same watered-down religion came our way too. The knife of self-judgment painfully wounds my own life first, but as the Lord is drawing me into His pains, I don´t want to change Him for the religious, noisy frivolity of our time. His call to wake up is a gracious call from Calvary.
"Awake, O sleeper, and rise from the dead, and Christ will shine on you!" (Eph. 5:14)
8/27/18 - jn
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