Category: Pop Culture v. The Bible

Short exploration of how movies, music, magazines and other things popular speak about God, His personality and character.

Prejudice Against Emotion

While the pulpit and the church people are decrying emotion and cultivating a frigid intellectual life, the theater is playing on the emotional life of the people, and they have the crowds and the money to support them.

In this we are confronted by a fact we cannot down – it stares us in the face and will not go at our bidding, viz.: God gave man an emotional nature, and for wise and holy purposes. If we seek to destroy that nature, then we destroy the man as God made him, and we can but expect that he will dedicate his life to other ends than that for which he was created.

A Personal Relationship with God is Paramount

I have come to an uncomfortable realization that community – though it is an instruction and goal for God’s people to assemble themselves – community does very little good for the spiritually hungry. If you are seeking God’s word, His will, His guidance, an understanding of who He is and who you are – go straight to His Word. If you’re depending on other people to tell you about God, you’ve already missed Him.

A Lesson in 1 Kings 13 – Man of God from Judah Meets the Old Prophet from Bethel

Know this: It is not for anyone else to believe God’s message to you. Don’t expect someone else, even fellow travelers/believers, to have your best interests at heart. If you know what has been spoken into you and shown to you through God’s Spirit, it’s your responsibility to ACT on it. With each test of faith and obedience, God will increase your understanding and deepen your relationship with Him immeasurably.

Small Ripples, Big Impact

Over the last few months, I’ve been trying harder than usual to make sense of life (in general) and the people who have crossed my path (more specifically). Attempting to understand the vagaries of life and relationships has proved to be a futile effort which soon ended with me throwing up my hands and accepting that nothing matters at all. A devastating thought. Crushing, actually, and depressing because if nothing in life matters, it stood to reason that I didn’t matter either.