The fifth grade class of Mrs. Wallace was a perfect picture of order. All of the students sat respectfully in perfect rows of desks and chairs facing the chalkboard; Mrs. Wallace’s desk sat in front facing the children. The flag of the United States stood proudly in the corner and the students stood every morning to say the Pledge of Allegiance.
Along the side of the room, hooks on the wall had names assigned to each of them, where students would hang their coats in the winter and their backpacks and lunch boxes sat on a small bench beneath each student’s name. Mrs. Wallace loved her students. She had a special name for each of them. She would coach the slow readers and was careful to encourage them all. When one of the students was sick, Mrs. Wallace would send the lessons of the day with another student to the home, and always sent a note saying how much they were missed in class and how special and important they were to the class.
At recess, while the students were outside playing, Mrs. Wallace would prepare for the next subject and be standing at the door when the students came in, winded from running and playing. She took them all to get a drink at the water fountain and then quieted them down so they could concentrate on the next lesson. Because there was order, every student understood the rules and each day ran smoothly.
One day, the principal entered with a new student and introduced her to the class. She was from a faraway school named Alumnus Chimeras. It was a different school and very much different in the way they learned, expressed themselves and interacted with others. The students’ name was Heloise Ele Burton. She stood impeccably dressed, with her hair brushed and curled. She seemed worldly wise, with a hint of whimsey and a broad smile across her face. Every girl in the class instantly wanted to be her friend and every boy thought she was cute.
Right from the start, when the teacher would ask the children to quiet down to begin the day, Heloise would quickly comply and was soon becoming the teacher’s pet. At recess, Heloise would slowly but surely begin to make comments to her girlfriends about how they were individually important; to be sure, but that because they were each different from one another, she felt they should each be allowed to express themselves “differently” and not have to conform to the school’s rules. The other girls would look at her strangely, but because Heloise was so pretty and popular they began to listen to her.
As the year progressed, Heloise began to influence her small group of friends to “dress the way you want to’… and say things like, “Why do you have to be just like every other girl? You’re your own person!” The small group of girls began to dress in a slovenly way, some no longer brushed their hair or even cleaned their nails. Some of the boys saw the girls doing “their own thing” and also began to do the same things. Mrs. Wallace grew concerned but she didn’t know what had happened. She decided to remain quiet in order to keep the peace. Things grew worse.
When Mrs. Wallace would ask the class to quiet down, Heloise would say, just below the murmur of other students but still loud enough to be heard, “You quiet down!” Her friends would giggle and the boys would say it louder. Laughter would fill the classroom. Mrs. Wallace did not know where the attitude was coming from, but she decided to remain quiet about it in order to keep the peace.
Soon, every student was “doing their own thing”. Students would arrive late, the clean blackboard would have graffiti drawn on it before Mrs. Wallace entered the classroom. When asked to stand for the Pledge, Heloise and her circle of friends would remain seated and now defiantly would announce, “We don’t think it’s right to have to stand if we don’t want to…” The novelty of such a bold and brazen display of disrespect was admired by the boys and soon, disrespect ruled the classroom.
Heloise and some of the other students hid the flag in the closet so they would not have to Pledge any longer. Mrs. Wallace tried to correct the students but to no avail. She had thought that because everything had been orderly for so many years, the students would always just simply obey the rules. Mrs. Wallace thought outer order and social rules were what held her class together. But she was wrong…
Order does not originate from rules, it originates from a heart that is subject to a higher order.
As the years passed, Heloise; after graduating with her Masters in Education, became the Principal of the school and re-named it, “Alumnus Chimeras” with the tagline, “Where students are their own truth.”
Of course, the above story is a parable and it is told in order to demonstrate how Satan came as an angel of light into our society and brought chaos. I’m sure you know that the name Heloise Ele Burton is merely an anagram which spells “The Rebellious One” and her former school named Alumnus Chimeras actually spells, “Secular Humanism”.
For decades if not centuries, small concessions have been made in every area of society, valuing individual rights above the order that God created. The individual and their “rights” has so inculcated into our society, that it “seems” right…but such is the deception of humanism. It neglects to tell those it deceives that each of their individual “rights” is actually a violation of everyone else’s rights. Soon anarchy ensues and society falls apart.
The other lesson to be learned is that trying to appease the spirit of secular humanism is simply an exercise in futility. In trying to appease a system that categorically dismisses and cancels out any other system of governance, the appeaser becomes compliant with the new system. Everything on the surface that was purchased with liberty of conscience from oppression, becomes the slave and property of the dictates of the crowd.
Secular Humanism is the spirit of antichrist, alive in the earth today.
The church is guilty of having given in to the small whims and desires of secular humanism. Individual responsibility for personal choices based on Scriptural truth has taken a back seat to easy humanistic believism. But there is no love in humanism and there is no mechanism for obedience to anything except obedience to the base nature of oneself. This is why when reasoning right from wrong in a social situation, the humanist will state, “There is no “right” or “wrong” only what is right for me and right for you!” Surely the weight of such a social construct is as weak as milk and water in its ability to restrain the individual to any order. The church seems to have lost its compass.
What we are discovering right now in our society, is that there is a resurgence of social restraint and political governance based on Scriptural and Christian tradition. The same tradition that made
America the nation it once was. This is a “Phoenix” movement…rising out of the ashes from the fire that has sought to burn down our sacred institutions of marriage between one man and one woman, and equal justice under the law and exchange it for the despotism of situational ethics and the cruel tyranny of the crowd.
This movement is diametrically opposed to the humanism that has abandoned bedrock truth for individual opinion and sought to exert censorship of those who resist their despotism. A system that has sought to betray our very liberties to those who would erase the order brought about by Judeo/Christian thought.
It is a battle between good and evil. And the church had better wake up and begin drawing a clear line in the sand between a Christian based society, stop using defeatist terms like “post Christian” and begin declaring that Jesus is Lord over all the earth! God has used men and women in the government to push back the darkness.
God is bringing justice and restoration by his own arm. I do not condemn the Church…that is Satan’s job. But I do reject any philosophy or eschatological belief that we turn over the earth to Satan and simply fly away. God placed man in the garden to take dominion over it, and as far as I can see in the Bible, he has NEVER rescinded the order!
Pray, seek God’s face, declare, “Come Thy Kingdom, Be DONE thy will on earth as it is in Heaven!” and then, become involved. Run for office, get on the school board, sit on the city council. God says in Isaiah 58:11-12;
“The LORD will always guide you; He will satisfy you in a sun-scorched land and strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail. Your people will rebuild the ancient ruins; you will restore the age-old foundations; you will be called Repairer of the Breach, Restorer of Streets of Dwelling.”
It is also in our most treasured documents…
“That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, — That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.” Declaration of Independence
Rise up man and woman of God…and do not believe the whisper that “the church is irrelevant”. God has made you to be: at this time in history, the Esther that goes before the throne and touches the Scepter of the King. You are not alone. There are hundreds of thousands of others even millions who are awake. God is changing the complexion of His wineskin. He is making it new and filling it with fresh wine! It is a sweet wine made with the promise of a God who has never abandoned his people. He is pouring out in these last days his Spirit upon men spoken of by Joel the prophet :
“And afterward, I will pour out My Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your old men will dream dreams, your young men will see visions. Even on My menservants and maidservants, I will pour out My Spirit in those days.…” Joel 2:28
This is not merely on the day of Pentecost, this is for today!!! O RISE UP People of God…RISE UP!
“The Battle Hymn Of The Republic
Mine eyes have seen the glory
of the coming of the Lord.
He is trampling out the vintage
Where the grapes of wrath are stored.
He has loosed the fateful lightening
Of His terrible swift sword
His truth is marching on
I have seen him in the watch-fires
Of a hundred circling camps
They have builded him an altar
In the evening dews and damps
I have read his righteous sentence
By the dim and flaring lamps
His day is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
His truth is marching on
I have read a fiery gospel
Writ in burnish’d rows of steel
As ye deal with my contemptors
So with you my grace shall deal
Let the hero, born of woman
Crush the serpent with his heel
Since my God is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet
That shall never call retreat
He is sifting out the hearts of men
Before His judgment-seat
Oh, be swift, my soul
To answer him be jubilant, my feet
Our God is marching on!