Independence.
Today my American servants celebrate Independence Day, my friends. On this day in 1776 the early Americans who were subject to King George of England signed the Declaration of Independence. Declaring in writing their right and duty to “throw off absolute despotism,” those Yankees did just that.
And they did it in style.
A style that had me very worried, my servants. Why? Because I saw clearly that the very underpinnings of the American experiment relied heavily on God and his principles on earth.
And by “God” I don’t mean America’s present notion of God. Those early Americans meant God, the real God, the living God, the God who is God by nature, self existing, eternal, transcendent, and to whom every human being must give account.
That God.
Blechhhh!
In the very first sentence of this Declaration, we read about the nature of people, and the “separate and equal station to which the laws of nature and of nature’s God entitle them.”
Nature’s God? Is this really in an official United States of America document? And penned by the same dude that first wrote “separation of church and state” in an unofficial letter to a friend?
Yes, my servants. Now you know why I was worried. A very public God illuminated the thinking in that document, and it got worse. You know the next phrase, the second sentence of the Declaration which split open the very nether regions of Hell before ringing throughout eternity:
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.
What can I say? Those early American rebels relied on an eternal truth. A truth memorialized in writing; a writing setting out the basis for independence; and an independence that threatened my very existence in the New World.
What was I to do? That first Fourth of July reminded me of a more eternal and permanent independence available to all.
I knew that if men were free to hear the gospel they would hear of the one who is the way, the truth, and the life.
Life!
I knew that if men could hear truth the truth would set them free.
Liberty!
I knew that if men yielded to the voice of the only one who is truly and absolutely independent, that no one could steal their joy.
Pursuit of happiness!
My only option was to pervert independence, my servants. I knew that I must make independence absolute in the eyes of men, so that they chaffed under absolute moral authority and accepted a false independence: independence from one perceived as an absolute despot–God.
Men rejected God as a moral despot, and in so doing traded true independence for a corrosive dependence that manifests as moral relativism; toleration in which every man does what is right in his own eyes.
Abortion is wrong? Who says?
Homosexuality is wrong? Who says?
Adultery is wrong? Who says?
Stealing from another by letting the government take from the working to give to the idle is wrong? Who says?
Denying God’s proper place in public discourse is wrong? Who says?
Cursing God and using his name in vain is wrong? Who says?
You get the idea, my servants. And my plan worked perfectly. My American servants have almost completely thrown off that easy yoke of God-honoring, authority-recognizing, publicly visible cultural discourse.
And instead they have taken another yoke. And do you know whose it is?
Ha ha ha ha ha.
You got it! Because almost everyone is necessarily under authority in morals and discourse. And when you throw off the authority of God, you are left with the authority of men, which is to say, l’autorité de moi!
And my work is almost complete. Rather than celebrate a right relationship with God, Americans today act embarrassed about God, treating him like a crazy uncle who is best ignored in private and never spoken of in public.
Imagine, if an American public official penned the Declaration of Independence today he or she would be sued by multiple of my servants for breaching that secularisticly sacred wall of separation of church and state. God can no longer be mentioned in American public by any government official.
Go ahead, imagine! (It’s easy if you try.)
The net result, my friends, is that the Americans are slowly sinking into a morass of dependence on a usurping authority, a false independence which manifests itself as an unhealthy dependence on government, a misplaced hope in men, and a surprising new appetite for the despotism of freedom-killing security.
So today, my American servants, I hope you don’t rethink your so-called “independence.” For while you may be independent from other countries politically, by rejecting the very basis for that independence you ironically daily become more dependent on notions that form the very basis for my kingdom.
After all, I am the ultimate despot and I hold men back from the ultimate liberty, a liberty in Christ.
So today, why not formally declare your dependence on me? Go out and celebrate Dependence Day, as is fitting under the circumstance.
Oh, and don’t forget to stick around for my fireworks!
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