For decades it seems the American church has been fighting a war on culture. Well, we’ve lost. I don’t say this lightly, but it also seems pretty clear that we marched into battle under faulty premises. I mean when are we ever mandated to convert the culture in which we find ourselves to some semblance of Christian conduct?
Is it even reasonable to expect Christian conduct, or morals, from culture? From the world? I submit it is not. Moreover, we’re not even on the same page when it comes to values.
So we’ve fought a war, which we’ve arguably lost, and awoken in a world we don’t recognize… Because we didn’t fight biblically. Pop quiz:
Where was the Apostle Paul most effective–on Mars Hill, where he tried to be culturally relevant, or with the Phillippian jailer? How about Jesus? Was He after the masses, or the individual? You see, those of us who believe serve a God Who isn’t all about efficiency. He wants the one lost sheep who’s strayed, scans the horizon for signs of the prodigal son, tells the woman with the issue of blood that her faith has healed her… Or the woman caught in adultery to go, and sin so more.
Was the command to go into all the world and save the culture, or rather was it to make disciples? You see, it’s easy to lionize Hollywood, or lambsaste the gay agenda.
But it’s hard to confront the sin in our own hearts, check our motives, and then go forth with the message of God’s love.
It’s easy to write off entire segments of the populace. It’s far harder to love those souls for whom Christ died.
Changed lives don’t happen culturally, or societally, but rather face-to-face, one-on-one.
But we’re afraid, hiding in our holy huddles. It’s no wonder we’ve lost the war.
But it’s not too late.
Wake up, church: the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God.