Alright, y’all. I can’t even comprehend right now.
Before I log in to do any work on my laptop, I scroll through the news articles on my homepage. I like to think it’s because I’m trying to stay up to date with the world. Really, I’m just a procrastinator. So last week, as I’m scrolling through the complaints about our new President and the complaints about celebrities complaining about our new President, I stopped, and my jaw dropped. There in the middle of the mayhem was an article titled “Beyoncé’s Pregnancy May Save Us All.”
The author, writing for the Daily Beast, begins with his opinion of President Trump’s first week and end’s his opening by talking about our “Lord and Savior” – Beyoncé. Um, excuse me? This is the society I’m going to raise my children in? One that has so little faith in any type of god that we are now turning to the pregnancy of a pop culture superstar for redemption… I think I’ll politely decline.
At church yesterday, our Sunday School class talked about Judges chapter 6 and the account of Gideon being called by God to build an altar. Gideon is not a man of great courage. The Israelites had strayed from God, again, and were being oppressed by the Midianites. Many had turned to idol worship and God was tired of it. After arguing with God, Gideon follows orders and tears down a place of idol worship, replacing it with an altar for God. The next day, the neighborhood is in an uproar. They call for Gideon to be killed for his actions. Gideon was the only person who stood for God that day, and the only person who stood for Gideon was his father.
These people were God’s chosen people. This is the same nation that God delivered from slavery in Egypt. Just a few chapters earlier, He handed them a military victory against their enemies. And yet, the people now called for Gideon’s death because he built an altar to God.
These verses cut to the quick because it begs the question – what am I standing for? I sure get a lot of things wrong but this thing, today, I want to get right.
My Savior, He laid down his life for me. Forgave me of all the times I’ve screwed things up, and He continues to forgive me – each time I ask. When I put other things before Him, God forgives me. When I show contempt instead of compassion, God forgives me. When I let my anger lead to bitterness instead of correction, God forgives me. Beyoncé, she can’t offer that kind of love and forgiveness. Beyoncé, she’s not my savior.
“Yet I am the Lord your God Ever since the land of Egypt, And you shall know no God but Me; For there is no savior besides Me. Hosea 13:4 NKJV