One of the benefits of Facebook is that it gives a window
into popular culture and morality. Looking at some of the things that are
posted it is clear that we have raised several generations who have little
intrinsic understanding of morality, other than that if it feels good, it must
be good.
The Jesus of popular culture is more sweet and loving than
Jesus Himself actually is, very simply because Western culture fails to
understand that without truth, there can be no actual love. Love and truth can very
easily upset those warm, sentimental feelings that people sometimes misconstrue
as love.
Something is true not because it feels right, because
feelings will justify any number of things; and many of those things are not
always beneficial to society as a whole. In doing so we have placed the
“rights” and “feelings” of individuals over against what is right and
wholesome. Our culture places a high value on self-affirmation without any
consideration of how that might affect others. People being what they are,
self-affirmation is sometimes little different from self-centeredness.
Jesus not only offered love to all whom he met, but he also
offered healing transformation. Jesus never said to people that they should
become what they really at heart want to be; He said, “take
up your cross and follow me,” and that’s quite a different thing.
“To ask
that God’s love should be content with us as we are is to ask that God should
cease to be God: because He is what He is, His love must, in the nature of
things, be impeded and repelled by certain stains in our present character, and
because He already loves us He must labour to make us lovable.” - [C. S. Lewis, The Problem of Pain].
C. S. Lewis often quotes George MacDonald, and published an
anthology of Macdonald’s sayings. The
following is his second entry titled “Inexorable Love.”
Nothing is
inexorable but love. Love which will yield to prayer is imperfect and poor. Nor
is it then the love that yields, but its alloy. . . . For love loves unto
purity. Love has ever in view the absolute loveliness of that which it beholds.
Where loveliness is incomplete, and love cannot love its fill of loving, it
spends itself to make more lovely, that it may love more; it strives for
perfection, even that itself may be perfected--not in itself, but in the
object. . . . Therefore all that is not beautiful in the beloved, all that
comes between and is not of love's kind, must be destroyed. And our God is a
consuming fire. [C. S. Lewis, George MacDonald an Anthology, (New York:
Macmillan). p.1].
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